The Last Day

A day filled with hail, thunder, and pouring rain. Every time it clears up we try to run outside to see some things for the last time. For a while we were caught in Sant' Angelo's church, rain echoing eerily in the high domed roof, just us and ancient history. We came home soaked, amazed at the amount of marble sized hail that was piled up on the roads. Later we ran out to get some groceries for the road and walk around the center of town before it began to rain again, then visited with some people before noticing a bit of sun peeking out. We seized the opportunity and ran to Augusta Perusia to get our last gelato. We ate it looking out on the overlook near my apartment, right where we ate our first gelato here. It began to rain again, softly at first, and just as we got home it began to pour. An hour or so later we ran out to get water from the public fountains, something we've been wanting to do, and ended up sprinting home as it yet again began to pour. More visiting, some final packing, another jaunt out to get a chocolate bar with the last of our money. More rain. The day has developed a familiar pattern. Now we're making the last of the chicken and tagliatelle, it's amazing how we somehow planned all of our supplies right and have just run out. I pictured today differently but it will certainly be memorable. I guess Perugia is fighting to keep us here. Now I'm just hoping that the rain lets up for our long journey uphill with the luggage to wait for the bus...