There is far too much to write about, too much of the beauty and memories and insights to digest right now. Suffice to say that we visited the castle in Bardi, my father's hometown, had a delicious lunch, then found the tiny "commune" (minuscule village on the side of the hill) and the house in it that my dad grew up in.
Monica and Pietro were amazing hosts and tourguides again. Their generosity is inspiring, and their kindness unforgettable.
Tomorrow: we visit my aunt, who is 85, and a bunch of other cousins.
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