We left the villa and Tuscany on a gorgeous morning. But first there were hugs and goodbyes–and a recipe from Antonella for her amazing tiramisu. Kat has promised to make it for our New Year’s Day open house. Yummmm!
Our ladies would be greeting new guests that afternoon–a party of thirteen–eight of them children!! I could make a kids electric cars list of brands and models by the time they were doing bringing in all the toys – as we loaded up our luggage
Kat didn’t sign the guestbook. Instead she did the most amazing pencil sketch of the view from the bedroom window–with the window as the frame.
Off we go for the airport with our printed directions and our GPS. Sunshine and blue skies and the gorgeous hills, farmland and gardens and pretty houses.
We only got a bit turned around once, in the town that boasts the little airport we’re using–narrow streets, many turns, more traffic than we’ve had the last week.
But there it is, the small regional airport.
We’re surprised when we pull up and get out. It appears to be closed.
One slight moment of panic, then Jason wanders off a ways, sees the plane out on the tarmac. It’s a bit of a distance, but I see a guy in an orange vest, see the white shirt of the pilot. We wave and call, but it’s too noisy. I, however, always travel with the skill I inherited from my mother. I put my thumb and index finger between my lips, and blow. My whistle is awesome.
The figures turn, return our wave. The orange-vested guy finally comes up to the fence, tells us he’ll open up in a minute.
And he does. We have to wait for a cop to clear our passports, so he calls one. He puts our luggage on a cart. I ask about the Vat return. It’s Saturday, he says, so we can just put the unsealed envelopes in the box. On Monday they’ll stamp, seal and mail.
Okay then. When I do, I notice the box is stuffed with envelopes. I’m sure they’ll get around to it eventually.
Onto the plane, headed by the same crew that brought us to Italy. Since we’re, literally, the only ones there, we take off without delay. The advantage of a tiny airport that’s basically closed on the weekends.
Long, uneventful flight, a quick stop in Bangor for Customs, then back up for the shorter leg home.
More hugs. We had such a good time traveling with Jason and Kat. Lots of fun, lots of relaxing, lots of walking, shopping, eating. A truly fabulous vacation all around.
Excited dogs greet us–Where have you been? Of course, it’s pretty much the same greeting if we’re gone ten minutes.
Managed to unpack one suitcase last night, then said tomorrow’s soon enough.
All done now, and fun to organize all the Christmas gifts, to put away all the pretty things.
I have sunflowers of my own out my kitchen window. Not the stupendous oceans of them I left behind in Tuscany, but they make me smile–and the view out my office window now is thick and green with summer. It’s nice to be home.
And now, here are links to some of the things mentioned in Nora’s travelogues.
Nora’s workout library included the following titles (you can google them or go to You Tube for clips to see if they would work for you):
Rodney Yee’s Power Yoga – Total Body Workout
Kari Anderson Center Floor
Jennifer’s Kries’ Three Dimensional Workout and Flow Power Yoga
Ten Minute Solutions: Pilates Perfect Body.
Zyrka Landwijt Yoga Flow, Saraswati River Tradition.
Seane Corn Detox Flow Yoga
Denise Austin’s Hit The Spot Pilates
Thanks for reading!