It’s raining! But of course Rome deals with it gracefully, with just a few slippery cobblestones to contend with.
I, on the other hand, was not so well equipped, but I knew I wasn’t, so in some weird way, I guess I was.
My shoes, Italian brand Geox, have these nifty little holes in the soles – Geox: the shoe that breathes. Unfortunately, the shoe that can breathe is also the shoe that can drown. They’ve never handled wet weather well. I knew this would be a problem because it’s December in Europe, but these shoes are about four years old. Once they got so muddy that I threw them in bin, but then retrieved them because I thought I could revive them. Anyway, I figured the best way to let them go was to force myself into replacing them, which I kind of did today if you call blue gumboots a replacement for sensible black sneakers.
So now I’m back at the apartment for a sock/footwear switcheroo and waiting for my jeans to dry a bit. It’s almost midday which means it’s almost time for pizza.
I’m going on a hunt for starlings today. I noticed signs of their presence on the footpaths this morning. Squelching through bird poo is kinda gross, so I’m hoping a sighting of thousands of birds in formation will justify it. Thanks Yvonne for the link to the article, which is well worth reading.