Sue, Jerry, Mark and Vicki made it home safely last night. It’s all over now except a little twinge from one of the blisters on my right foot. The left foot escaped unscathed. But the right foot, with it’s missing toenail and subsequent BandAid®, suffered repeated rubbing from miles of walking. Jerry even operated one night, pouring alcohol on his Swiss Army Knife and cutting through a blister to relieve the pressure.
People ask me what was the best part of the trip. Well, the sightseeing was neat, and the scenery, itself, was awesome. But truly, the best moments were the ones observing people and falling in love all over again with the Italians and their lust for life, their passion and their wine!
If I ever have the opportunity, I would love to go back for a longer time – a month, a season, a year. Well, one can dream, no?