A Christening and never-ending feasts
Trip Start Feb 02, 2010
97Trip End Feb 02, 2011
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We had a good nights' sleep in Slovenia with only one visitor. Sometime in the night, I have no idea what time – only that it was very dark, a black 4WD drove up the path that we were sleeping by, went past us a little, then reversed back to take a closer look, then drove off again. I think most likely someone taking a short cut.
But Italy! We crossed the border at maybe ten AM and rode with only a few short breaks until seven PM when we stopped for dinner in a small town on the edge of the Appenine Mountains called Forli. All day we had been trying to call Felix’s friend Stefano who we were hoping to stay with
When we arrived in Pian Di Sco’ Stefano came running out to meet us. Because of the Christening, friends and family from all over had come to visit, so we couldn’t actually stay with him but he took us down the road to stay with Damiano, a friend Felix already knew and where already another friend of Stefano (Elias) was staying as well.
In the morning when I woke up I had a big black cloud around my head. I was shamefully disrespectful at the Christening sitting with my arms crossed and making rude jokes
Through Felix eyes that were not so clouded, it was a beautiful event. To these people a Christening is one of the most momentous events in a person’s life. The church in which the Christening was held was a beautiful old building that now also runs as a home for disadvantaged single mothers. The service was naturally in Italian so we understood nothing except the frequent singing of Hallelujah and beautiful live music. After the service all the friends and family went to a room under the church for an absolute feast of different cakes and desserts. People brought presents and the Christened baby Sira was passed around and then held aloft as a toast was made to her
After the Christening we went to Stefano and Iselin’s house for some pre-lunch bread and Prosciutto, I started to cheer up and feel much less overwhelmed among less people and noise.
We went to Pietro and Miriam’s house – more of Felix’s and now my friends, after pre-lunch for the main lunch. I really enjoyed meeting Pietro and Miriam, and of course spending the afternoon and what turned into the next day too, with them. They had cooked a simple but lovely pasta and tomato sauce for lunch. Some other friends were there and we looked for wild plants to eat, walked around the dam behind the house with ducks and hundreds of tadpoles and did some archery. It seemed it hadn’t been long since lunch before it was dinnertime. These Italians just eat and eat and eat and I haven’t seen one fat one yet. People that never get fat no matter how much they eat make me so fucking annoyed.
By the late hour dinner was finished I was totally ready to sleep. We were going to stay with Pietro and Miriam. But suddenly all these people arrived. There were about twelve people in the small room that is the living room, kitchen and everything else
So today we slept in a long time. Ah, back to the life of sleeping until midday again – for a few days anyway. Today has been so nice; I have really enjoyed the company of Miriam, Pietro and their little daughter Arianna. They seem to live with a real joy for life. It is hard in some ways for me to be around people with such joy and happiness because it is so difficult for me to find these feelings truly in myself lately, but it is so infectious to be around them, their warmth and liveliness makes me really smile and laugh. We spent the afternoon eating – again, just after breakfast – and sitting in the garden, listening to another friend play guitar very beautifully and doing hand-stands, cartwheels and yoga tricks while Arianna ran around the fresh spring garden with the throng of children that had appeared out of everywhere. It has been a really good day, for now I have forgotten my worries and feel happy.