How will a Czech family in the Dolomite foothills experience the severe coronavirus pandemic in Italy in 2020?
"Yes, even one kiss can be the kiss of death. Which, especially here in boiling Italy, is a disaster. Emotions and love can't be contained in heated glances and words through a veil like spaghetti through a sieve."
How will a Czech family in the Dolomite foothills experience the severe coronavirus pandemic in Italy in 2020? And how are the most affected, the elderly Italian sorceresses and the optimistic Stramos, experiencing this anabasis? How do stubborn, wind-beaten mountain men live in these difficult times? Why don't Italian dads go shopping by car, but rather walk? What does it mean to have a "half-corona" - a "mezzacorona" and why does it significantly improve your mood? What were the points of the proposed beach ten and why did they sound absolutely crazy? What is guaranteed to help against a budding family sub? Why is it that a girl from the mountains often has more insight than some smart guy from the city? Why, even in their darkest moments, did the Italians not panic and rally to fight a hitherto unknown enemy? Why haven't they lost their proverbial good-heartedness and humanity? Where did they get the strength to go on despite all the difficulties? And why has their sense of humor never left them?
Despite the great mental and physical strain, the author wrote and described every day for the most critical two months. Faithfully, without exaggeration, of course with gentle humour and all-embracing Italian-Czech kindness. Her observations and experiences are written mainly from the environment behind the counter of a shop in the foothills, which became the only centre of events, apart from pharmacies and the hospital, during the months of the curfew.
