Sunday, October 3, 2004
We decided that we should do something for the kids today after driving all day on Saturday, so we planned on going to Terrenia, a beach town that has a kids’ area. First I finished up the laundry and hung it up to dry all over the apartment because the weather looked dicey. There was only one other couple in the Agriturismo, and that just highlighted how remote the place is. I’m sure in high season it’s really fun there, they have lots of tables and barbeques and you can picture how it would be if there were lots of families hanging out. But in the fall, it’s really just too quiet. We found Terrenia, which is on the coast close to Pisa and what should we see, but an open supermarket! I ran in and got the essentials while Mark waited with the girls in the car. And just in time, too, I was the last customer they let in. Things were looking up! It started to rain, so we decided to have lunch and hope it cleared up. We found a nice pizzeria that was very child friendly and had a good lunch. Afterwards we went to Fantasilandia, which is a very cheesy kid park thing with lots of playground equipment, coin-operated rides, and Little Tykes stuff. We were the only people therebecause of the drizzle, but the kids didn’t seem to mind. Eventually the weather improved and a bunch of kids arrived for a birthday party. We left Terrenia and continued up the coast, stopping at a rocky beach along the way. The water was really warm, so we considered planning a beach day later in the week (we’re used to the cold pacific ocean in California so a warm ocean is a novelty). We continued along the road and encountered Marina di Pisa, a beach resort town from the end of the 19th century. It was Sunday evening by now, so the locals were out for their evening stroll. We got gelati at the local store (small towns have the best and cheapest gelato) and joined the group. Needless to say, we were the only tourists there, and certainly the only English-speaking ones. It was so nice to be in the sun after the bad start to the day, and it made being in Tuscany not seem so bad. We went back to our apartment on the hill and made dinner, gave the girls their showers (they were getting better about taking them) and got them to bed. This time I didn’t let the lack of a wine opener slow me down. Using a knife and a screwdriver, I got that bottle open and Mark and I enjoyed a glass of wine while we watched Jay Leno reruns on the one English channel we got on our tv.