One evening I decided to go out and take a stroll around the borgo. We walked the same paths every day on or way to and from the bar or the pasticceria and I knew that I hadn’t seen nearly a quarter of the town. It started as a search for a restaurant that I had seen a sign for and I just kept exploring.
To be honest it appeared that many of the homes that I passed were uninhabited, although every now and then I would hear bits of conversation and the aromas of food being cooked would drift out a window and I wished I would have been invited in.
I walked for some time and then realized I was not sure how to get back to our apartment and it was getting dark. Eventually I would have found our street as our apartment was pretty much up at the top of town. Now that I’m back at home thousands of miles away from Calitri I wish I had kept walking.
This last photo is the only door that I passed that was open. I peered inside and it was deserted and I’m not exactly sure what stopped me from going in, but I got a strange feeling and backed away. Maybe next time…
Panini Girl In Lucca May 2018 for info get in touch at firstname.lastname@example.org