The museum was interesting the first half an hour.  Then, well you know how it goes.... .  Back again this afternoon and re-opened the crypt.  The crypt you say?  It takes an extra fifteen minutes to come and go here as have to close all of the anti theft shutters - metal in the back like the ones you see on shops in NYC - and heavy duty vinyl  in the front.  Then there is the front door with wooden exterior, steel interior and bolts - not kidding - that go up, down and into the side frame.  So the apartment is locked up tight, big long flippin' key, then out the front of the building, another key, out the front gate (if we haven't parked in the garage, still another key) ,key #3.  So we live in a crypt.  Gotta keep out the gypsies and Romanians.  Tonight there is a wedding party at the restaurant behind out building.  Our gardens back up on the gardens of an old villa that was converted into a restaurant.  We only see large trees and grape vines but can hear all the ruckus.  Kids running around and laughing (how dare they) and talking and singing from the terraces where they are eating, drinking and being merry.  Tomorrow the brunch at the school - made banana bread - and then a hike to work off some of this food....  xxoo me