Wed., May 11th, 2011-Late afternoon
Itâ€™s here! We are finally leaving for Italy.Â I can remember months ago when Alan rushed into the living room saying, â€œI canâ€™t find a room in Rome!â€
Now we sit in the airport; one of us is reading the paper, another is snacking, Alanâ€™s doing Sidoku, and I am writing in my journal, naturally. How could I not document this â€œvirginâ€ trip to Italy? Only Alan has been there before. The rest of us are first-timers.
To the left, our friends, the Hanovers.Â Below, our friends, the Goldsteins.
Since marrying Alan in 2003, I have traveled to the Caribbean (a pre-nuptial cruise), Hawaii, Paris, Jamaica, The Bahamas, Alaska (cruise), Costa Rica, and now Italy. Until I met Alan, I had only been to Israel and Portugal/Spain. Travel was never in my â€œdream bag.â€ But now, Cinderella has nothing on me!
We took off about Â½ hour later than scheduled. Planes to Europe fly in the evening so you arrive there early morning, European time. I had a tasty vegetarian meal and slept for about two hour. Too excited/nervous to sleep more…..
Itâ€™s about 11 p.m. in Philadelphia, but dawn is breaking outside the window of our plane as I look left. There is a beautiful streak of pink on the horizon, so we must be into Thursday. The sky is lightening and I think we may be overland, not sea, so perhaps we are in Portugal (a lovely country), or some other country in Europe, bound for Italy.