  June 20 More Arezzo With the number of anti inflammataries in my system graadually on the decline and the town of Arezzo returning me to an environment i found somewhat appealing I found my spirits once again buoyed.
 I had spent some time yesterday afternoon wandering the streets,  found a little place for dinner which seemed to have lots of locals in it,  fumbled my way through the menu and ordered way too much but was also just as overindulgent on the compliments i bestowed on .  the cooks,  the cook's parents,  the people who taught the cook how to cook,  the waiter,  his apron,  his shoes,  the colour of the walls .  and the eggplantiness of the eggplants.
 yes it was one of those stick a litre of the local red in me and i wont let poor grammar get in the way of me having a good time kind of nights.  During the night we had a most wonderful storm,  sheet lightning and rain that is more like a sea making its way back down to earth than the showers we are used to,
 i sat at my window and watched it for hours,  i opened my window.  and then spent 3 minutes trying to force it closed again before i drowned the inhabitants of the rooms below me,  my enthusiasm dampened along with my scantily clad person,  i hit the sack early tucked up in bed watching the new zealand soccer team make fools of themselves on the world football stage at the confederation cup in france.  it shoud have been us there,  making fools of ourselves on the word football stage.  The german words for ''absolute underdog'' are very similar to the english.  yes its a cultural exchaneg at every possible level here.
