Further trials and difficulties:
Sat. night (July 4) after we arrived, we had difficulty finding something to eat besides pasta or pizza, and we hadn’t had a proper lunch. There was an awful trip on the train but the second part of our journey, with the private driver in an air conditioned taxi/car made up for it. A bonus was that we had a very pleasant conversation with him in English!
We craved salads and meat. We ended up at a copycat McDonald’s and there was salad but we didn’t enjoy the food at all. More to offer up.
By Sunday (July 5), after Mass, we were hoping for a nice meal. The temperature was 37°C. Nothing much was open (being a Sunday), except for quite a few ice cream and coffee places. We should have been happy… because it was the Lord’s day and back home everything would have been open, just like any other day.
We walked around in the heat and one of us prayed to St Anthony and another to our Guardian angels. We finally asked someone in an ice-cream bar. Luckily, the lady could speak English. After checking with her husband, she gave us two choices of what might be open. We chose the destination that was just a bit past the church that we had attended in the morning. It was self-serve and there was lots of choice – salads, pasta, meat and vegies, dessert, fruit and cold drinks. After each difficulty we have, there is always a nice surprise.
The next surprise was the best of all…