After a long flight, a night at a Heathrow hotel and another flight, I am finally in Lucca. What I love about coming back is that as soon as I get here I feel like I never left. Yes, there are always a few changes-some new shops have opened, some old ones are gone-but basically it’s the town I know and love.
My apartment is located in the eastern part of Lucca. Looking out the window and seeing the terra cotta roofs, the shutters and the laundry just makes me smile. I wonder who lives in all these butldings, how long they’ve been here, whether their family has owned their apartment for years on end. I always rent in this neighborhood as it’s much quieter. There are fewer shops, but nothing is more than a short walk away. Lucky for me there is a good pasticceria right around the corner. I feel like I’ve been carbo loading since my arrival yesterday-pastry, pasta, more pastry. At home I only dream of eating like this! I just realized I haven’t had a gelato yet…
I did however walk around for almost four hours this morning. Spring has sprung and the trees are sprouting tiny green leaves. Joggers, bikers, young families pushing strollers and old couples arm in arm all out enjoying the day. The garden show is here on the wall this weekend and if I owned a home nearby I could have done some serious damage.
I was sorely tempted to buy one of these flower boxes and haul it up the four flights to my rental. Once I’m back at home might try to train a lemon tree to espalier like this one.
I’m incredibly happy to be here and look forward to the arrival of one of my best friends-B. from the UK -on Tuesday. I predict a lot of chatting, shopping, eating and of course some local vino. I’ll be blogging this week as I make new discoveries and the Panini Girl tour starts next weekend, so be sure to check back.