We have decided to move onto Base.
And as these things go, it is bittersweet.
Our little seaside town, tucked away on the Bay of Naples, is just too far from the small, tender shoots of a social life that we have been able to cultivate here. We live in probably one of the nicest areas around. It is beautiful by Naples standards. That means that there isn't too much garbage piling up on any flat surface, that the stray dog packs stick to the lake. There are some sidewalks--albeit in sorry states of disrepair and only once a week or so do we see the shattered and scattered proof that someone's car has been broken into/stolen outside our house. I make it sound pretty awful, huh?
I can see our friend, who is Naples biggest champion, fuming at that last paragraph. So, I will add. The shopkeepers around our house all wave to us and demand that we stop so they can oggle Baby when we pass by. We have a nice market, and our favorite restaurant and cafes. It has been home. It is the house to which we brought our Baby Bee home from the hospital.
I feel like we are moving away from ITALY. But then, I haven't been totally thrilled with this part of Italy myself. I also feel entitled to say that as I have spent the better part of the last six years living in Europe with a few months spent in Japan for good measure.
It isn't that we don't love it out here in Lucrino. It all comes down to one simple yet weighty factor.
I am lonely. Miserably lonely.
I spend my days wrangling a baby, reading blogs and drooling over Pinterest. A thrilling existence. My big outing is when we go to the Commissary on Sundays to food shop.
So, off we go. Decision made.
A grown-up decision that will benefit the entire family.
Now we just have to pack. Good thing my mom is going to be here.
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