I am sitting in the hotel Dad got us in Rome, right near the airport, and feeling a mixture of happiness and sadness about coming home.
I will miss Italy a lot, but there are things I wont miss about it as well. I will miss the traveling and new adventures and exploring new cities. I wont miss schleping all of my crap everywhere. I miss the Villa (not just the food and service, but the whole program), but I won't miss everyone who was in the program. I will miss the gelato, but not the ridiculous prices we had to pay for it. I will miss the amazing Italian food and olive oil, but not the smoking that was at every outdoor restaurant we ate at. The other issue is that I am not exactly sure where home is anymore. It could be DC, or it could be SD. So confusing.
In any case, this isn't a very insightful post, just a little bit of thought at 1am.
I will post more about our past couple days in Southern Italy. I don't think I have enough time or functioning brain cells to do it all justice now. Let me just say Sorrento is great, Positano is fabulous (though the drive getting there is a bit of a white-knuckler), Capri is stunning and gorgeous (the Grottos especially), and Pompeii and Herculaneum are interesting and really make one ponder life in 79AD.
So Buona Notte da Italia for the last time, and my next post will be from the US of A.
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