The first night we stayed at our flat was last Friday night. That day, Leve was gone earlier in the day because he was giving blood. I forgot to mention this in the earlier posts, and I think it's interesting enough to bring it up again. When we sat down that evening with Leve, he offered us some wine. Brett and I happily accepted. Then Leve said something along the lines of the reason why he is drinking wine is because he got his blood taken that day. Brett and I laughed, thinking it was a joke. Like, oh yeah, drinking wine is a creative way of bringing your blood sugar back up to where it needs to be. Leve looked confused as to why we were laughing. We tried to then understand exactly what he meant. After some back and forth, we realized that he got the bottle of wine from giving blood. Yes. That was his gift for giving blood; a nice bottle of Italian wine. We still laughed and told him that in the States you get a juice box and some stale cookies when you give blood. Can you imagine how many more people would want to give blood if they gave booze away with it?! What an idea.
We took another trip to Migros to pick up food for the next couple of days. Pretty much every night so far, Leve makes a salad for us to all share before dinner, and then one of us makes dinner for everyone. It's been nice to have someone else to share dinner with. Brett finally found hot sauce at Migros, so now he is a happy camper. Leve has tried to eat at the same hot level as Brett... not quite successful, but at least he tried. He now only has "8 drops" of hot sauce instead of Brett's 25 or more!
It was raining on and off throughout the day, so we stayed inside for most of it. Like I said, it's been comforting to just have a place where we can lounge and relax. There was no place to do this at the hostel.
Tonight, Brett cooked dinner. It was so good. Pasta with butter and cheese and potatoes with a mixture of seasonings. I don't know what Brett used, but they were delicious.
Brett cooking dinner.
My dinner. Brett and leve'e dishes had meat in it.
Brett relaxing as I do the dishes. That's the trade. One cooks, the other cleans it up. Sounds like a good deal to me!
Well, that was our day in a nutshell. In other news, the cows are getting closer and closer to our building. The farmer must come out in the early morning and moves this barbed wire line to keep the cows in one area. It's fun to watch them.
And now I even know how to say cow in German... Kuh. Well, that's all for today... on to the next!
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