I have arrived–food poisoned by the low down, no good, plastic plated chicken surprise that I ate on the plane. I missed the train in Rome, waited two hours for the next one, and by the time I made it to Mercatale I think I lost about 10 pounds. It is not a method of weight loss that I recommend.
My friend Caroline has revived me, giving me a delicious place to sleep, and when I was ready, about 24 hours after arrival, sips of tea and though Lord–I never thought I would eat again–oatmeal.
I am breathing and I am sure I will be walking by the end of the day, so no need to send flowers.
From Italy with love, Faye

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