
We flew from Montreal to Rome. We slept and walked around and ate. We’d been here 15 years prior. We tried to remember landmarks. We remembered this one.

We flew from Montreal to Rome. We slept and walked around and ate. We’d been here 15 years prior. We tried to remember landmarks. We remembered this one.
Welcome to the annual vacation page-a-day calendar for 2018!

The idea was to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary in a new part of Italy we hadn’t yet been to. Xopher picked Sardinia, a large island north of Sicily and below Corsica. Then he changed his mind. I think he originally thought there would be volcanoes or something. But by then I had bought a book and started researching and getting excited about it, and didn’t want to change plans.
I read the books which warned that July and August would be very hot. I forged ahead anyway. I like it hot. HA.
Back in 2005 we went to Ireland in October, because October fit our schedule. Ireland in October was a nasty soggy mess, and I vowed never again to fit a destination to a schedule rather than a schedule to a destination. HA.
I’m trying to say it was hot. Unrelentingly sun-blazingly hot. Whatever – it was Italy! I truly love being in Italy. And Xopher, well, he was a really good sport.
Onward… enjoy how we pulled a good vacation out of 30+ (even 40+ at one point) degree Celsius temperatures…
I was wearing billowy wrap-around pants that looked like a skirt. I walked down the airplane aisle. The flight attendant scooched in and I heard him say to Xopher, “Here comes the lady with the long blonde hair and the dress…” I sat down and said to Xopher, “That didn’t describe me at all.” Pause. “I’m no lady.”

Welcome to my new blog! Here are some very large alliums seen on the Boston Common this past weekend.
I am leaving for Italy in two and a half days. So this blog is likely to kick off with a Sardinia Page-a-Day Calendar; then digress into my fiber and goat adventures, book and restaurant reviews, shameless selfies, maybe even a deep thought or two.
Ciao for now…