Wine Country

Hey girls, I hope you're all doing well and having a fun summer! :)
At the moment I'm on the little white porch at my uncle's house in Sonoma, California. It's his new house. It's relatively little, brown with white windows, fence and garage door and a dark red door. It's cute, and comfy, and homy, and reminds me of the north of California with it's particular smell of the salty beach air that clings to the wood, that only I can smell. But instead of seagulls, I hear little birds chirping away, and instead of the ocean I hear cars driving by, and instead of kids playing with buckets and sand, I hear kids talking as they wait for their parents to pick them up from summer school. Thank God we're not one of them, right? :)
We arrived here yesterday afternoon after over eight hours of driving from Los Angeles, and as soon as we got to my uncle's house I already noticed how different a life people live here in the little town of Sonoma compared to Turin.
1) Less people walking around town, mostly because it's so little that in my opinion there isn't much to see or not many nice stores to shop in.
2) At night, unless there is some sort of event like Farmer's Market that takes place in the center of town once a week, you don't see many kids out and about. Particularly, you don't see many teenagers drinking and smoking whatever they can get their hands on like they do in Italy.

I guess what really kept me in the house today, watching season 6 on Grey's Anatomy is that here in Sonoma, if you have no friends like I do because I don't live here, there isn't much to do. Of course I have my cousins here, but the problem is that although I love them, I can't really hang out with them. Eliah is fifteen years old, and so is my sister Ivy. Consequently, they obviously hang out together and go out with Eliah's friends from school. Then there is Jamie and Wyatt. They're twins, but they also are also younger then me, and are the same age as my brother Byan. That leaves me in stuck in the middle, and bored.
Later this evening got better when my uncle, his girlfriend, my older cousin Tucker and grandparents came to dinner. We all sat outside and had dinner, and talked... It felt already a bit more like my previous summers, when we would sit all together and eat, talk, drink and laugh.
Tomorrow I'm going to my uncle's restaurant in Sebastopol, a little town a bit outside Sonoma. In case I hadn't told you girl, my uncle is opening a new restaurant on the same street they're living on, but there is still a lot of work to be done before he can open it.
I have to log off because I'm going to "Top That" in a couple of minutes (a frozen yogurt place on they're same street". Hope you read this soon and tell me about your summer so far!
xoxo,
- Becky.