Dad and Venkat on the balcony at Salai Road
Dad at Salai Road
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Winter at Reed Rd., Jo playing the bassoon and Noah this year on his 20th b'day.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
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Friday, January 2, 2009
Christmas in Rome
We came back yesterday from our trip to Rome. The trip went well (though we will never fly Alitalia again). We arrived in Rome on the 21st. On the 22nd, we celebrated Chandran’s birthday with lunch at our favorite restaurant, San Eustachio, alone.
Chandran on his birthday at San Eustachio
Trinita dei Monti
Laura on the Terrace
Christmas was quiet. My uncle Mario, who was supposed to join us for lunch with his wife Maria, was unfortunately not able to move. This happens to him frequently. He is 80, has always led a sedentary life, and lives for good food. The next day we went to the St Peter’s, and discovered an great restaurant called La Fornace.
Christmas morning
On the 27th we took the train to Perugia. That evening we met up with one of Chandran’s colleagues from the New School, Rita, who is from Perugia. The mountain-top town was bitter cold, and the next day it snowed. It was wonderful. The twins stopped at every car to make snowballs. Perugia is a beautiful town with good food and a fantastic museum of early Renaissance art, featuring hometown hero Perugino. We returned to Rome on the 29th.
The cathedral in Perugia
Walking in the snow
On the 30 we returned to the Vatican and the paid a visit to Mario and Maria and then, Cristina’s mother Stella, who lives in the building next-door. Mario told us that my father was so bad when he was a boy that my grandmother consulted a doctor, and he told her that kids that bad usually turn out to be criminals. My father he admitted to being a menace, but said my uncle had made up the doctor. Christina’s mother had just returned from Palermo. Cristina and Piero have bought a house, after renting there for 12 years, and were moving in. We prepared for our early flight by going to bed at 11 on the 31st, and lay awake listening to just how seriously Italians take New Year’s Eve. The trip home went OK, and yet we are more sure than ever that we will never fly Alitalia again.
Nick, Chiara, Mario, Maria & Laura
The apartments were Stella lives and where I lived as a child.
Stella & Chiara
Chandran on his birthday at San Eustachio
Trinita dei Monti
Laura on the TerraceChristmas was quiet. My uncle Mario, who was supposed to join us for lunch with his wife Maria, was unfortunately not able to move. This happens to him frequently. He is 80, has always led a sedentary life, and lives for good food. The next day we went to the St Peter’s, and discovered an great restaurant called La Fornace.
Christmas morningOn the 27th we took the train to Perugia. That evening we met up with one of Chandran’s colleagues from the New School, Rita, who is from Perugia. The mountain-top town was bitter cold, and the next day it snowed. It was wonderful. The twins stopped at every car to make snowballs. Perugia is a beautiful town with good food and a fantastic museum of early Renaissance art, featuring hometown hero Perugino. We returned to Rome on the 29th.
The cathedral in Perugia
Walking in the snow
On the 30 we returned to the Vatican and the paid a visit to Mario and Maria and then, Cristina’s mother Stella, who lives in the building next-door. Mario told us that my father was so bad when he was a boy that my grandmother consulted a doctor, and he told her that kids that bad usually turn out to be criminals. My father he admitted to being a menace, but said my uncle had made up the doctor. Christina’s mother had just returned from Palermo. Cristina and Piero have bought a house, after renting there for 12 years, and were moving in. We prepared for our early flight by going to bed at 11 on the 31st, and lay awake listening to just how seriously Italians take New Year’s Eve. The trip home went OK, and yet we are more sure than ever that we will never fly Alitalia again.
Nick, Chiara, Mario, Maria & Laura
The apartments were Stella lives and where I lived as a child.
Stella & Chiara
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