Day 3.

I awoke at what appeared to be 11:30 and I texted what I thought was Simone's number apologising for waking up so late. I showered and had a breakfast of a stale bread roll and Nutella. The day's going well so far, I thought. Claudio knocked on my door to say they were going to see an elderly relative and he wished me good day. 
I soon realised that by changing the clock on my phone last night I had in fact screwed the system, up and was an hour ahead of myself, thus making it only 10:30 when I woke up.
With the sun beating down and no one around I decided to walk into Stradella and have a look around. I came across the old factory of Dallapè Fisarmoniche - an accordion company that ceased production in 2010, but, I think moved from that factory before that. I saw Stradella station before walking through the Sunday morning market. My plan to purchase the wherewithal to make lunch was hampered by the early closing of supermarkets on a Sunday. My lunch later, therefore, would consist of more stale bread and Nutella. The Mediterranean diet is in full swing already... 
I returned from Stradella and ate said lunch before having to entertain myself in the apartment. I read about the accordion and I watch accordion videos on YouTube, as well as watching classic BBC comedy. I longed to play the accordion, but mine was locked up in the workshop. Simone, on his correct number, texted me asking if I would join some of his friends from last night, and Erica, in a cafe in Stradella for drinks and light food. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance to go out and see people after being cooped up all day. I even texted Aris, the Spanish speaker from last night, but alas, he wasn't going.
The cafe was busy but the food was good (slices of pizza and toasties, fresh Gran Padano cheese, mini focaccia sandwiches, frankfurter slices). I never got into conversation really and eventually Simone, Danielle and I left. We stopped off at a gelateria to buy a take away tub of ice cream - we chose Nutella, Oreo, Stracciatella, Biscotto and Hazlenut. My first ice cream of the trip! Danielle and Kleidi (Erica's boyfriend) joined us for ice cream back home while we watched Napoli vs. Juventus; Kleidi is a big Juve fan. At half time I spoke to Mum and Dad on Skype - it was good to see them and Mum loved her Mother's Day jug and card - before heading back for the remainder of the match. I gave presents of shortbread, Thornton's chocolates and Percy pigs (biscotti e dolci inglesi) Claudio was desperate to tuck in and, despite cries of "Basta!" (Enough!), the shortbread was duly opened and passed round.
I enjoy spending time with this family; we have a good laugh and the language barriers make it even better!

I must wake up early for work tomorrow. A trip to the supermarket is also a necessity.

Buona notte x