Today is the unfortunate day we leave this place that has been so memorable to us. But first we must meet other members of the family. They want us to visit their home and meet us - how wonderful! Are there any more gracious, giving, friendly and genuine people than the peoples of Spain? - I think not!!!
Walking about we soon learn that in this small town Javier is related to just about everyone. First stop is his Aunt who is living in a very large home that must have a million rooms and the oldest part goes back 500 years or so - no one know exactly how long! There is a garden in the center of the "villa" with blooming trees and vines.
The tour includes some out buildings where the mules lived, a yard where the chickens live making fresh eggs daily, rooms used in past to hang fruit used all winter, rooms to store olive oil and grain, and rooms for, good grief, I can't remember all the rooms!
Our next stop is another Aunt and another beautiful home. This one has a wonderful glass dome to let in light to a delightful garden in the room. This feature is usually found in Southern Spain but here it is and it is a wonderful thing. There is more to see and they want to show us but Javier is trying to pull us to leave for the airport for our plane. We are truly sad to leave this charming and loving family as they tell us to return - their house is our house. Sigh.
It will be even harder to leave Javier at the airport but we plan for an October visit from Javier to our homes. We cannot wait for his visit.
No problem with the plane this time, and we are off for Italy.
We land in Naples and head for the car provided from our hotel. The car from the hotel is really a taxi. Our instructions for a car with room for lots of bags was lost in translation and we are faced with a small car and small trunk. Somehow he gets most in the trunk but Tina, Krim and me are crammed in the back seat with a small suitcase on my lap and a very large suitcase left to go. Look-out! The big suitcase is coming in the back with us! Oh my god, we are packed with Krim getting the most pain and all of us getting only small grasps of oxygen now and then. The trip is only 5 miles or so and we survive. We check in to find no restaurant available but the guy does his best and orders pizza. This the birthplace of pizza so lets get some. Actually, an order from the Pizza Dude in the states is much better than this one but we do not starve this day and off to bed we go.
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