Connections in Rovigo
There is a salumeria (delicatessen) shop in Rovigo, Italy, that I wandered into recently.
It’s here that I meet an Italian woman — she works here and speaks a bit of English. We’re chatting about why we’re in Rovigo. This is becoming a most familiar question of the locals: “Why Rovigo?”
Well, because our avvocato (lawyer) is here in Rovigo. (Dual citizenship stuff)
Too funny… after sharing more details, we realize that she had actually been the nanny to our lawyer when he was a child. Small world? Yes.
We had a good laugh at that visit.
Biscotti, Bring Me Back
The store has delicious cookies that Kamea likes, so I went in to say ciao one day, and to introduce Kamea and Greg to her. And, of course, to buy some cookies.
As we’re leaving, she invites me to have coffee someday soon so we can just sit down and talk. I’m so happy to receive this invitation. Thrilled, really. A local who wants to be friends! :)
Between the people at English club in Rovigo, getting to know local businesses and the people who own them, meeting our neighbors, and now this lovely lady from the deli who invites me for coffee — we really are living here.
Gosh, will it be hard to leave Rovigo for another city in Italy?
Yes, but — oh my — I have my sites set on a particular town that I’m beyond excited to move to. It ticks my wishlist boxes. We scoped it out on our recent roadtrip-recon-mission. I’ll share all that in a future post.