It was a perfectly tolerable journey today. Boring but not bad.

What a treat it was to get picked up by friends at the airport instead of having to get more buses and trains to get home.

And they even took me to Pisticci’s new supermarket so that I have food for tomorrow.

I was a bit worried about how my house might have survived for 4 months, but there was no damp and no plaster fallen off the ceiling. It could do with a good clean and tidy , but that’s easily done.

However the strangest thing was the colours of everything. My house looks different than when I went away. Everything seems much more yellow. It’s  very odd.

As it was Tuesday , it was pizza night. I walked through town as I needed to go to the farmacia for a prescription. I didn’t even need to ask for it . It’s wonderful  to be back where I am known.

It’s well past wine time tonight. It’s good to be home. I wasn’t sure it would be, but it is.

Cheers.