This morning, dad was working on the windows of our apartment, using mastice (window putty). The mastice helps the window panes stay in place. Mastice is like Play-Doh, but for work, not for fun. I checked it out and ended up helping him replace the mastice where it had chipped away.
In the afternoon my mom, my dad, and I walked down to Molini di Triora and back up the mountain. There is a narrow, rocky path that goes down along the terraces. It is very steep.
These are some of the flowers we saw on our walk:
Molini di Triora means Mills of Triora. This is because Triora sits on a huge mountain that has rivers streaming down the sides. That means that the mills there get a lot of power. The wheat ground there is used to make Triora Bread, or pane di Triora. Of course, I don’t eat it because I am allergic to wheat and gluten (see my food section dedicated to gluten-free foods).
When we arrived in Molini, we visited first one church to see the cemetery and then another church in the village.
In the main church, which was built around 1649, there was a glass case that held what is supposedly a relic (a bone!) from San Giovanni, displayed on a red pillow.
Outside of the church there was a very spiky plant in an outdoor conservatory. Dad and I touched it and we didn’t scream, but mom said ‘Ooh, that’s spiky!’
After visiting the church, we all went down to the Laghetto dei Noci and swam. The laghetto is a little lake that has a dam at the end. Two rivers collide there, forming a great swimming place. I jumped off the dam into the water and could not stop myself from screaming ‘ooh ooh oooh’ because I felt like I was being turned into a live ice cube. I personally think that that water is around 34Ā°f. After that I got some gelato and ate it on the way back up the mountain. Today was GREAT.
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Beautiful Pictures Elliot! Sounds like you’re having a great time.
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Great update. I remember how cold the water was and yet stimulating. Your writing forms pictures in my mind. Good job!
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Hi Elliot – I feel like I’m right there with you when I read your writing! I wish I would be with you!! It is so lovely to be on this journey vicariously with you! I miss you, but hope your travels continue to be fascinating and fun – Nonna
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Hi Elliot, it’s Ben. Your trip is looking really cool. The church looks nice. Also,that plant looks really sharp!š³š³š³ššššššššššššššššššššššššššš„š„š„š„š„š„šøš„šššššššššššš®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š®š¹š«š·š®š¹
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Hey Elliot it’s SAMMY! 2 questions 1. Why did you get cold gelato right after jumping into a freezing lake? 2. In the 5th picture, what is the altar type thing, is it like a special thing for roman gods?:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)
TO MANY SMILEY FACES> š¦
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Hi Sammy, 1) I had already dried off and I was desperate for something to eat, so what’s better than ice cream? 2) The altar was for a saint, but I don’t remember which one.
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wonderful observations Eliot. Have you read THIN PATHS – by Julia Blackburn – who met the people who lived around here 100 years ago. eat chestnuts, mushrooms and were very brave.
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