Buongiorno Italia!
What an exciting week! I have achieved a lot of firsts this week!
It all began in Ossett on a grey and foggy day.
We were up and out of the house by 7am and began our journey down to London. When we arrived, I took my first trip on a bus:
followed in quick succession by my first plane journey:
I was very well behaved except for the first 5 minutes when we were boarding and it was too busy. Mummy and daddy kept trying to get me to look out of the window but I was far too interested in the geometric patterns on the chair in front!
When we arrived in Nice, I took my first trip on the train, and finally we arrived in Arma di Taggia to be greeted by a very excited Nonno e Nonna!
I was given a bath in a bowl and this triggered my first little giggle. Nonno took me to see my first ever lemon tree and a trip with daddy followed the next morning:
On Sunday, we took a bus to San Remo to see the famous flower festival. Mum took lots of photos
but Nonno was thankfully there to take me somewhere quieter for a walk because I didn't like the carnival noise very much.
However, I did take a moment to enjoy the majorettes with daddy!
In the afternoon, I took my first visit to the beach with daddy. Nonna made me wear a funny hat to protect my little head. I also learnt my first Italian phrase from Nonna: "Copri la pancia!".
On Sunday night, Daddy had to leave us and fly back for work, but Nonno has been giving me double the cuddles to make up for it!
On Monday, we took a long walk in the morning along the beach
and in the afternoon, we explored the first part of the "pista cyclabile" toward San Remo. I slept very well in my pram, but mummy and Nonna had to run home with me because I had started to cry when I was starving hungry!
The next day we went for a look at the fishermen stalls by the port. I liked the little fisherman's friend!
Then we walked to Riva Ligure and bought some nice bread. Nonna had tired me out with a long pram ride
In the afternoon, we visited Bussana to see the ruins of the earthquake there. It is an interesting story so I will be looking into this in England with mummy on the computer.
On Wednesday, we visited San Remo and while I had a nap in the car, Mummy and Nonna bought the fish for dinner. They were so fresh that they were still alive!
In the afternoon, after some sleep and lots of poos, we visited Zia Lina in the hills of Molini di Triora. Zia Lina already had my photo framed and seemed to like me a lot despite my grumpy mood. As you can see, there is definitely a family resemblance!
So much fun and so much more to come, so I'll leave you with a lovely picture of me with the flowers:
