#1day12pics for June 7th

It’s a monthly thing, apparently. Some photobloggers on twitter participate, posting 12 photos from their day, and I participated a couple of months ago, not realizing it was a regular thing. Anyway, here it is, come round again. Join me for my day in photographs.





coffee and goetia

Breakfast today was coffee and cherries. My brother brought me a couple of kilos of the things and I’ve been eating them like crazy. I gave some to my friend Gabby, who was quite happy to receive them. The book is my current reading material: Geosophia volume 1 by Jake Stratton-Kent. Some interesting material about goetia, necromancy, ceremonial magic, Greek mythology, and the European grimoire tradition. Sadly, when he ventures into Celtic territory, he really doesn’t know what he’s talking about.


watering the garden: geraniums and rosemary

This is out on my balcony. One of the rosemary plants I got isn’t in the best shape. I suspect it may die on me, but the other seems to be doing just fine.


the fountain in Piazza Vittorio Veneto

A neriad and a couple of tritons hold up a shell in the piazza across from the main post office.


capo in b

This is how the Triestini take their coffee – cappuccino in bicchieri, a capo in b. It’s a very local thing, and you won’t find it outside of Trieste.


mussels, oysters, and limpets

I sat for a while near the sewing sisters on the waterfront. This was below me growing on the sea-wall.


still life with geranium

The last of the cherries, some oranges and apricots, a lovely little melon, and a bit of geranium that broke off one of the plants while I was picking the dead blooms today.


Chris, the DoDC+3

Here’s my snoozy little companion, catching a nap in the sunshine.


skulls and fetishes

The horse skull was given to me by my friend Gar, who found it when he was working in the field in Montana for NOAA. The others are bobcat skulls. The fetishes are also bobcats.


Lu Yu (陸羽), the sage of tea

Lu Yu is said to be the sage who discovered the art of brewing tea. The teaware is all from Floating Leaves in Ballard, owned and operated by Shiuwen Tai.


apricot-rosemary gelato

This stuff tastes amazing. So does the peach-basil. Taken together? Godlike.



learning Italian

This evening I went over to Knulp to meet Giulia, who is helping me learn Italian. She’s learning how to teach Italian as a second language, and needs a guinea pig. I volunteered, as I need someone to work with me. We were joined later by her boyfriend Luca, and went down to the Riva for dinner.


sunset on the waterfront

The sunset from our dinner table on the Riva opposite the marina. Good food, great company, and a fantastic evening. Tomorrow I’m meeting them for coffee (and possibly lunch) at noon, at Life, a bar in one of the pedestrian areas near Piazza Unità.


An apartment, a film festival, and coffee

On yesterday’s trip to Trieste, I signed the rental contract for my apartment! I’m getting the keys on Friday, and having most of the utilities and services swapped over to my name, though the garbage service doesn’t get swapped over until the 31st. I’ll be able to use the place to bring things in and will stay for a couple of nights while I’m working through a few things there, but will legally take possession of it on February 1st. I’m perfectly okay with this, as I won’t have my Permesso before then anyway, and can’t legally change my residence until that happens.

Friday morning, I’ll go to the rental office to pick up the keys. This means that I still have to get up at an ungodly hour while it’s still dark, but that bit of it will be done, at least. I’ll be going by myself; my brother will drive me to the train station at Pordenone and drop me off and I’m actually on my own in Italy for the first time, just me and my phrasebook and dictionaries. It’s a little intimidating.

Okay, it’s a lot intimidating.

At 12:30 I’m meeting the woman who owns the building, at the fountain in Piazza Unità, so that we can go to swap the utilities over to my name, and in the evening I get together with the folks at the American group for their Trieste orientation evening. It’s also their TGIF and there’s food, so I had to get a ticket (€7) to cover for expenses and I’m supposed to bring along something to share to drink. With any luck, I’ll learn some useful things to help me get by.

My plan is to haul the air mattress and a few other things I’ll need over to my new place so I’ll have a place to stay for the weekend and not have to take the train back on Friday night after the gathering. I can spend the weekend exploring Trieste and getting acquainted with what’s there, both in my neighborhood and around the more accessible parts of town. Until the 1st, the landlord and the various workers will have access to the apartment, so I won’t be leaving anything valuable there, but I will be able to start getting things into the place.

Starting this weekend, Trieste is having a film festival. It runs for, I think, about ten days, and the program at the link is in both Italian and English. Most of the films are subtitled in Italian (if the film is not in Italian already) and English, and I’m considering going to one or two, if something I’m interested in is showing while I’m there. One film that looked like a possibility was about an Italian language teacher and his students – the teacher is an actor but the students are apparently all immigrants learning Italian to integrate into Italian society, so it seems like a thing that’s very relevant to me at the moment. I’ll have to look at the program again to see what day it’s playing, and where. The festival has about a dozen venues located around town, from cafés to theatres; they have dramas, animation, documentaries, and a variety of other genres playing.

I don’t have any new photos to share today, but I’ll be taking some of the inside of the apartment when I am there this weekend. I can’t even tell you how excited I am about the whole thing. I was able to give a delivery address to the people who are shipping my things, so that is finally out of the way.

Today I spent a little time getting a few small, light things to take to Trieste with me and leave at the apartment. I also got a bilingual Italian-English visual dictionary to help me along with the everyday things on a slightly larger scale than a phrasebook. I also discovered that I may not have the same violently bad reaction to Italian coffee as I’ve had to the coffee in Seattle. I had some at home earlier today and had only a vague sense of queasiness that might have been psychosomatic because I’ve had bad reactions before, or it might have been the acid on a nearly-empty stomach. I wanted to wait until I’d settled a bit, and to try it here at home rather than out at a café so as to avoid problems if it did make me ill. In either case, it would be nice to be able to have a bit now and then so as to be a little more sociable with the people here, for whom coffee is a way of life. We shall see.