Late morning… appointments finished… off to the airport… my I-OETE helicopter… right to my home.
In 1980, when I bought the helicopter and got my pilot’s license, I arranged proper maintenance to reduce problems and risks!
A helicopter is not something you can take chances with. My life is almost more important to others than it is to me, so I do not take risks at the expense of those in need of my presence.
A hangar to protect it from cold and rain, a fuel pump with JET A1 aviation fuel, a fully qualified mechanic to check it carefully before and after each flight and a helipad with a big “H” on it that can be seen from the air.
My house is located to the south of Florence on a hill overlooking the city – perfect for a landing. I remember the early days. I was cautious, trying not to disturb my neighbors. The helicopter is noisy, relatively unknown and scary!
The core of my house is a 15th century lookout tower built of Tuscan stone.
From it you would have had early warning of strangers or enemies approaching the city.
Over the centuries farmers with their households and animals cultivated olive trees and vineyards. For every child born or cow giving birth an additional room was attached, with no particular style, to the walls of the tower. For these reason Tuscan farmhouses possess a special charm, the very forms their buildings take make your thoughts surf…!
Upon my arrival, my animals are the first to hear and cheer, the parrots scream with joy to see me. Many years ago I had a big red parrot that came down from his perch to meet me.
Mac, my Macaque monkey, begins to jump up and down in his large cage, very happy to see me. Now he will enjoy a little free run. I often take him with me through the fields. He is happy and doesn’t show me his temper as he often does with the others.
Home at last… throw myself on my bed… immediately recognize the scent and the softness of my pillow. My old cat, Pussy, comes upstairs to greet me, rubbing, purring…
I close my eyes… My fatigue is spoiled by my happiness to be home …
Un bacino… soon you too will visit Florence… with my words!
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