Friday, April 20
Last weekend a blogger called Matt came all the way from New Zealand to meet me! Well, not really, he was working in Florence and came to spend a weekend in Positano. Seeing as he had recently completed a triathalon I decided to drag him around town on foot, just to see if he could handle all the steps. I walked that guy all around town and back up to the top again and he never complained.
He didn't with us because we had never met him before, so I booked him into the hostel for the night. It would be highly stupid to invite someone to stay at your home if you had never met them before don't you think?
Just face it, someone who you encounter on the internet might not be that sweet pretty girl that you have seen photos of, for all you know she could be a crusty old man living out a fantasy life of a young girl. As children we are taught to never speak to strangers, when we are older we are taught to be careful who we befriend and to be careful as to who we invite into our homes.
So what have I done? I have invited a family of three that I have never met or spoken to in my life to stay in our house for five days. Risky, very risky, I know, but I feel as if I already know Annika. We've been virtual friends for over a year and have 'spoken' online probably every other day.
Annika's lifelong dream has been to live in Amalfi, even though she has never visited this part of Italy. It is my responsibility to introduce her to her dream and make sure it lives up to everything she thought it would be.
It is going to be a very tight squeeze with six of us in our apartment. The three of them sleeping in Skyes small room and Skye moved into our room. I just hope we manage to coordinate the use of the one bathroom, otherwise the men will have to pee out the back window and the kids in the kitchen sink. (I really hope that doesn't happen.)
Annika has talked so much about the coast and how she longs to live here one day. I feel quite scared being the one responsible for fuelling or destroying her dream. I haven't got a plan of where to take her or what to show her because I don't know where to start. I don't want her to see just the touristy places because that is not real life, althought she should see them all.
They left Sweden today and will arrive in here on Tuesday after a few days in Rome. I have to prepare the beds and clean the apartment, make some space for their clothes and figure out where we are all going to eat. I feel the need to repaint the wall outide the front door which has become green with mould over the winter. I should gather together some ferry and bus timetables and I suppose I should stock up on food. But what do they like. And how often will we eat at home?
I am excited that this will be the start of a real friendship (rather than a virtual one) but am also worried that it could all go horribly wrong. What if Carlo and Andrea don't get on or can't communicate? Will the children manage with the language barrier? Will the friendship that Annkia and I have made online work out in real life?
I suppose we will find out on Tuesday. And if anyone has any amusing tales about meeting 'virtual friends' I would love to hear them.
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