We moved back to Alba on Monday and are now trying to get adjusted to life back at home. The beach house feels much more like 'home' to me after two and a half months. I was only in Alba for three weeks before moving away. The weather immediately changed as soon as we drove away from the coast. A white hazy fog covered the sky. It became darker and darker. Then came the rain. It was much cooler here as well on Monday and Tuesday. I was in denial and refused to wear long pants. But alas, today it was sunny and warm again. And by Friday night we'll be back at the beach for the weekend! 

I got my first Italian haircut yesterday. Needless to say, I was quite worried. Sara and the kids were all there getting their hair cut as well, so I was slightly comforted in knowing that at least I would have a translator. However, when my time came, Sara was no where to be found. I had to manage on my own...and as it turns out, haircut terms are not the first thing you learn when conquering a new language. I finally just let him do what he wanted. He was quite excited by this. There was lots of cutting, teasing, more cutting, spraying, more teasing, curling, and voila! I had a 'magazine' do. I must admit, it turned out quite nice. Nice enough to inspire a dressed up night out on the town. Too bad I also have no picture of this. We'll see how it looks after I wash it tomorrow and have to fix it on my own.