My Room

Silvana gives me a key to the house, which by the way looks like an old skeleton key and then shows me my room. My room is super cute and small and...well...very Italian I guess. The ceilings are very tall and there is a small crystal chandalier that hangs. Everything is teeny weenie...my bed, the desk and chair. Many things are antique -- the dresser, the chair and the pictures on the wall. My favorite picture is of Mary???; it is hanging above a sweet little red table with a white crocheted (sp?) cover.

I have a great window with shutters and it seems like I can reach my arm out and touch the next stone home -- that's how narrow the streets are. Again I see clothes hanging out windows and I look down and watch people walk by. Then...do I smell bread baking...or is that cookies...oh no -- I'm in trouble!