Thursday brought with it a leak in the kitchen. An annoying “drip drip” that Trofie Wife at first mistook for rain (and went unnoticed by Martello during his rapid-fire breakfast) turned out to be responsible for a massive infusion of water. The entire window side of the kitchen ceiling was sopping wet, with rivulets of water (sometimes yellow water— bizarre) falling alternately on the stove, the floor, and Trofie Wife whenever she attempted to get near the sink or stove. I scrounged around the house for water collectors and came up with a mop, a bucket, and some rank-looking towels under the sink. It was determined the following day that the source of the leak was the upstairs radiator. Our landlady resolved the issue, and by Monday morning (yesterday) the ceiling was nearly dry.
The day was otherwise spent beside the computer, but the night ended at the local cinema, where Martello and I went to see the new James Bond movie, Quantum of Solace, dubbed into Italian. Now Trofie Wife is not usually one for this genre of film, but we figured that given its heavy focus on bullets and the bedroom, it could be easily understood without the use of language. Martello had originally proposed seeing it the week before, but Trofie Wife thought he would prefer trying to catch in it English (Martello agreed that there are usually witty one-liners that he wouldn’t want to miss). So we decided to go see it at one of the “original language” theatres in downtown
Anticipating New York-style lines for some reason on a Thursday evening in Arenzano, we arrived 30 minutes early, bought our tickets (11 euros total! That’s barely one ticket in NYC!), small popcorn (2 euros; sadly, there are no combo deals, although bottled sodas are available), and then sat in front of the ginormous dinosaur statue until the theatre doors opened. Yes, you heard me: ginormous dinosaur statue that looks liked it was plucked from the set of
As one final treat—perhaps a reward for sitting through an action flick—when we returned home, Trofie Wife turned on the TV and found none other than a dubbed Sex and the City on one of the more staticy channels! (This occurrence was especially exciting as it was around when she flipped on the tube—the same time when reruns air in NYC.) It was the episode where Carrie has to buy her apartment or vacate, and
Baci e gelato,
Martello e Trofie Wife