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| Anne's good camera, steadied by my shoulder |
Oh blessed day! A week
earlier than in the US, Italian clocks “fell back” overnight. So we got an extra hour of sleep! – And get
to do it again back home next
weekend! I generally disapprove of "Daylight Savings Time" which puts our clocks an hour out of sync with the sun for about two-thirds of the year, but man! I do like "Fall Back Weekend"!
And the wake-up call came a little later by the clock, as well
– 06:15 for a 07:15-ish breakfast.
Although the spread was every bit as good as we’d had before (and the
bacon was, well, infinitely better),
I can’t say I liked the regimented way Hotel Cicerone did things – they had to
confirm your room number and directed you toward specific tables, not always
seeming to follow any pattern. I guess
it’s related to something said by one of the padres a few days before – the
main rule in Italy is that the rules don’t seem to make any sense, and they
change for no apparent reason on a daily basis.
Anyway, we started assembling about 08:00 for the bus to depart at 08:15
for Sunday Mass.
