
I'm pretty sure I'd be supposed to be ehre writing intelliegent and smart stuff (yep, that's me, so, so sure...) but I'm still a bit sleepy here. yesterday I closed shop (litteraly, it's my job) at 3pm and with Andrew, baby brother (well, younger brother, he is almost 19) we took the car and drove. destination? well, we didn't really knew. it was a "do I turn left or right here?" "what about here?" "Do we go towards Sanremo or Genova?" and so on.
at six o'clock (no motorway, just small mountain roads between the green), we found ourselves in this small town, Cogoleto, and we spend good few hours onthe seaside, panrs rolled at the knees, sitting on the beach at the sunset with the breeze whipsering on our skin.
It's been a while since I've been that relaxed and free, I have to say, It's probably what I needed. I didn't evene mind too much that the damn GPS sistem sent me in teh opposite direction a couple of times.... at teh end, we did menage to arrive home!
(Of course, I spent the entire night having nioghtmares of small mountain roads without any kind of illumination, and weird dreams, not unplesant but just plain weird dreams, where, in said mountains, I was taken by aliens who looked like David Tennant, Eddie Cahill, Simon Baker,and Keanue Reeves)...
OUTSIDE NOTE OF THE LAST MINUTE: just talked with Sissi's doctor (Sissi being one of my dogs, a joyfull little thing sick with cancer). exams come back,a nd they are good, better than one month ago, last time she took them. Now, the only thing to do is make her forget to be so sassy about food...