Sorry, Kathryn,for stealing your title.
This was the day that the last piece of our friend puzzle would fall into place. Rosanne arrived on the afternoon train.
For the morning, we did laundry waiting for Anthony to find his way over in his first solo outing. Like us, he got a bit lost and overshot our apartment by a few blocks, blamed Kenny for his mishap, and hung out for a bit until it was time for Lyn to get up after some much needed sleep. We walked Anthony back home, picked up a few little things we needed, and headed to the train station to meet Rosi. How exciting! We are finally five!
We “helped” (there was really nothing to do) Rosanne check into her B&B which is a short block away from us, on the same street, and she came to our place for a little lunch.
Rosi took this shot of Ken and me, up on the walls:
We all met again for dinner at Da Giglio. Ken had the best meal–chicken liver pate and “tortelli Lucchesi” which are large, meat filled ravioli with a meat ragu. Rose and I shared a pasta with porcini and a super tender veal cheek with mashed potatoes. The room was very fancy with white table cloths and a huge crystal chandelier, but it was very noisy.
We went back up to A&L’s place, debriefed the meal, and then walked home.
Rosanne has been my walking partner at home for at least 25 years. And here we are, walking the streets of Lucca together. Yep, I’m happy.