Ken’s been having phone issues so we looked up the Apple store.  Turned out it is about 2 blocks from here but we had never noticed it before.  So, we went for a pleasant visit where they didn’t fix his problem.  Oh well.  Next stop was to get a “bicerin”, a Turinese coffee which is thick hot chocolate, topped with espresso, topped with milk.  At Mokita, they topped it with whipped cream which was a bit much for me but the bottom part was delish!

Just before we left, I looked at my Instagram to discover that Teresa’s 6 year old neice was having her long awaited heart transplant.  Right then.  I told Ken I wanted to go light a candle for her and he reminded me that there’s not shortage of churches here and in fact we were right in front of one.  They had the perfect candle to light—just in front of Padre Pio, our “friend” from Naples.

The Porta Palatine was our next stop.  Beautiful ruins of the city gates from the first century:

Julius

Then we walked around the big market (Porta Palazzo) but it was mostly closed on Monday.  We stopped to check out this statue in the Piazza di cittá:

On the way back home we stopped at the gastronomia right near our apartment and got enough for lunch and dinner.  We’re both feeling a little over fed and restauranted out.  It’s interesting how different this city seems today, after the busy weekend.  Today we see mostly well dressed business men walking the streets—no throngs of tourists at all.

It rained, pretty hard, all afternoon so we did a lot of nothing.  Talked to our kids on Face Time and I read a cool piece an old friend from Montecito, California sent me which he wrote about the harrowing fire/mud slide experience.

We went out again after dark to see the beautiful Piazza Castello and the lit fountains.  Ken remarked how much he likes it here.  Me too!