Sunday, June 27, 2010

BMW . . .

. . . check.

I didn't particularly want a BMW, but we need a second car for me to drive to work.

People rotating in from the U.S. usually buy a "Naples car" from someone rotating out. Why? Because the natives here believe all rules of the road are optional, and that driving is a contact sport. We don't want to beat our new Escape to death, so the BMW is the sacrificial lamb.

It's a 1997 316i with a 5-speed manual gearbox and drives very nicely. It should get us by for three years, then it's up for sale again.

Our house . . .

. . . is a very, very, very fine house.
(with aplogies to C, S, N & Y)

I'm not bragging here, because I had nothing to do with the design. Mrs. B and I are just tenants. However, compared to some of the others we were shown, it is truly a very fine house.

It should only be a few weeks until a platoon of Italian movers show up, and we have to figure out where to put everything. My university psychology prof would have called this an approach-avoidance conflict.

The front entrance, with the garage underneath.

Front gate, patio and entrance.

The pool . . . eventually.

Main floor (level 2 of 4)

View from the top floor.

The garage. Does your garage have a tile floor?