I am exhausted…..exhausted to the point of fighting to keep my eyes open, but that is not going to stop me from getting out of bed at 5:45 a.m. Just to be clear, it’s not that I never wake up at this time, the difference is, here in Cagli, I am compelled to actually get out of bed to start my day.
The Zags have arrived, and for a few short weeks, The “Americanos” will descend upon the village folk of Cagli. Piazza patrons, bar keeps and baristas, will patiently endure the screeching sounds of “BWON GEE..OR…NO! CHOW! And other well-intentioned attempts of cultural immersion into this otherwise charming hamlet.