Grotte del Caglieron (TV)

I can’t wait for tomorrow. It seems it is going to rain and hopefully the temperatures are going to drop. I cannot concentrate on work issues by this heat (currently 30° C). I can only think about holidays and long to go back to the beach. Luckily it seems that everyone around is pretty slow too, so hopefully nobody will notice.

Last Sunday we visited Grotte del Caglieron (TV) 

It is a nice place to visit also with a toddler: there are wooden bridges that go through the caves and it seems like a small adventure.

On the other hand, the visit was dotted by personal nuisances that have taught me new rules in life:

1. when your toddler says he does not want to go on a daytrip, for the first time ever in his long three years life, he is not whining, he has special divinatory powers;

2. when your loved one says he wants to drive the new car, but you feel nostalgic for the festive atmosphere of the old mobile, get over it;

3. when you order a sandwich in a deserted restaurant and the bar tender does not even know if they have prosciutto in the house: just leave; no need to pay for bread with fungus to demonstrate they will close very shortly;

4. when your old tired car yelps to stop, look for a parking spot and do not stop it in the middle of the street, under the sun, between two curves. It may not be the safest option if you end up being stuck there;

5. if the tow truck is coming, wait for it. No need to walk at lunchtime, under the scorching sun, with a lovely famished toddler to kill a ten minutes wait;

6. when you call your parents to come and pick you up, make sure they know where you are exactly, do not wait for 1 hour to call them back only to find out they drove to other caves in the opposite direction;

7. if you feel it is time to throw away your loved one’s old stinky sneakers, just do it, no matter what he grumbles about. Do not wait for a hike in the mountains to witness the poor fellow losing his left sole.

Thank you for reading.


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