Showing posts with label Yael. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yael. Show all posts

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Transport in Italy

Leo got to enjoy a lot of different forms of transport in Italy.

This is as close as he got to being on a Vespa. That little girl in the photo being led away by a protective father had been sitting behind him and gave him a kiss as she left. A real Italian experience!


We dropped in to visit Reena and Shreyan, and Leo tried out Shrey's wheeled potty/throne/punch buggy.


A trip to Acquasola park (which, incredibly, the city of Genoa is trying to turn into a parking lot of all things) yielded a particularly photogenic old carousel. Leo was enchanted.


Cars, horses, flashing lights -- how much better could it get?


This much better: a FIRE TRUCK.


Leo thought this overturned canoe was a boogie board.


And this... this is nearly beyond description. A set of four hungry caterpillars -- bruco "gnam" -- going 'round and 'round. As this ride was across from our hotel where we ate dinner every night, it exerted a strong fascination for Leo. He was attracted and yet a little terrified at the same time. Well, how would you feel about giant fluorescent hungry caterpillars?


In the end, the best ride is always in daddy's arms. Especially if you are in a train.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Zii Lovin'

Leo is not normally starved for kisses and cuddles. But on this trip he is really getting a lot of loving. Zio Giampi also likes to dance with him:

and perhaps inadvertently let him play with his cellular phone:


Anna happily let him play with her colorful eyeglasses:


We are taking so many photos of Leo that he is starting to pose!


But we can still catch some candid moments reaching for the biscotti in the morning:

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Genoa Nostalgia



The night before we left Genoa, our friends Yael and Giampaolo (Giampi) came over and brought us dinner -- our very last taste of pesto alla genovese. Boy, Leo sure had a lot of cradle cap back then! I don't miss that, but I do miss our dear friends.