View from Convento de Cristo once a Templar stronghold

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Good God, my new desk-mate, (filling in for colleague out on maternity leave), is a Christian!  That's CHRISTIAN.  He and his lovely wife, married just one year, (after having had a very chaste period of courting I imagine), are sweet as can be and set my teeth on edge.  She is uptight and he is just so damned sincere is the only word I can come up with.  He's a very nice young man.  But he's very nice and very young.  And I'm neither.  Heavy sigh.  If I have to behave myself all day it will be a long year indeed.  My other colleague, who was with me last year, has set up a chat for us so we can talk freely without his noticing.  Either of us could be his mother but we're acting in an extremely juvenile fashion, exchanging notes (via computer) and giggling.  Poor Michael.  He knows not what he's gotten himself into......

On another note, the refugee issue is all anyone is talking about these days.  It's a serious, serious issue.  The numbers of people flooding the countries along the coast are unbelievable.  There have been brutal crimes by some immigrants that of course categorize them all as criminals.  People are very worried.  This ain't your momma's Europe any more.

Still haven't ventured farther than school but Saturday is our anniversary so we are going out to dinner in Le Langhe, the wine region.  We have to go early because the mother-in-law needs to be restocked with the only wine she'll drink.  Tonight is a nice dry rose' from Cinzano in the hills northeast of Torino.  Yum.  I'm going to be a glutton in my next life.

xxoo me

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