7.07.2009
The Rolling Hills of Toscana are a Calling…..
From France Phil and I caught a train over the beautiful French/Italian Alps and ventured to Milano for a brief few days. We decided we needed to acclimatise ourselves before we went back to our real lives within the world. We weren’t quite sure how we would feel leaving the secure bubble of Vaujany or how well we would mingle back into the reality of the real world. So the indulgent lure of Italian culture was just what we needed to sooth the senses and reacquaint ourselves back into life without snow, skiing and the familiar faces of Vaujany.
Despite the constant rain we had a great time exploring the hustle and bustle city of Milano. Eating Italian food, wondering the streets by night and indulging in good Italian gelato. I had been excited about my return to Italy and I welcomed the language, cuisine and culture change whole heartedly. I had missed Italy’s familiarity and chaotic brilliance. I let it sweep over me and I was instantly transported back to a place in my heart which holds feelings of home.
Home for the most part of 2008 had been in the beautiful rolling hills of Tuscany and I was about to begin yet another summer scorching amongst the olive trees and endless lines of grapevines there. I was returning to the same position I had taken with an English family running a 15th century Villa in the heart of the Chianti region of Tuscany. I was employed as their au pair and given the responsibility of looking after the families’ two and a half year old son, Sam.
I couldn’t wait to get back to him, to see how much he had grown and to see if he would remember me. As I boarded the train from Milano on my way to Firenze it was with such a bitter sweet feeling. I was sad to be leaving Phil. The season officially ending as I boarded the train to begin the next adventure. But the sweet knowledge and the joy I was about to witness as I arrived back with Simon, Verity, Sam and Harvey was all I could think about and helped me board the train and begin the journey back to them.
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