Time does get away from you. Its already been a week since I last blogged. Which means only five more weeks til we are off !!
Went swimming this morning - part of the pre holiday fitness regime to ensure that I am able to walk, climb and go the distance in those exotic places filled with art, history and scenery. My swimming style is perhaps more Esther Williams than Suzie O'Neill but what can you do? Our local gym (avec indoor and outdoor pools) is frequented by a wonderful older generation of locals of greek and italian heritage who with inspiring regularity and committment, come to "take the waters" and enjoy a catch up every day.
One gorgeous old bloke strikes out with the penetrating velocity of a bobbing cork and yet he manages to do an enviable total of laps each day. He seems riddled with arthritus and the limitations of an ageing body yet a more charming and optimistic fellow you couldnt find. My favourtite though, is an effusive large-ish Italian lady bedecked in an old fashioned thick crimpolene bathing suit and a very stylish retro rubber cap complete with flowers atop. She has a lovely time performing a very demonstrative backstroke (very Esther Williams!!) up and down the pool with a cup of hot black coffee waiting for her at each end of the lane placed strategically for refuelling!!! I enjoy the swimming more than the poncing around in the gym.
In preparation of our trip, I am now the owner of what may probably be my first ever pair of sensible shoes x 2. For those who know me well, it is very rare that you ever spot me sans high heels. My towering height has long forged in me, a life long love and obsession with arch-aching, gravity defying heels in myriad of colours and textures. Such is my penchant for heels that come the week-end if I have been out in flats in the garden, my feet and legs ache in screaming need of an arched position. My little tendons are now so shortened that they cannot bear to be streteched by the flat foot position!! Bring on high heel runners or gumboots I say!!
Well, the sensible shoe du jour that all walkers (yes, I did mean to spell walkers), are wearing this season are Merrills. And I have two pair. One closed in shoe-like pair and one sandel-like pair and there is not a centimeter of a platform or heel bewteen them. Yes they are as light as a feather. Yes, they are sooooo comfortable. Yes, they are the perfect travelling shoes for walking over cobblestones, pebble beaches, up cliiff faces and volcanoes and through ancient ruins. But do they do much for a well turned ankle and calf? Not a damn thing!!!!
Still I imagine after many hours of walking I will be grateful that I have worn my sensible shoes, as will those within hearing distance given that at times my vocabularly is known to take on quite a chromatic hue.
Solo cinque più settimane di Andare
Parlare presto
Kelly
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