So, we arrived home last night. I fell asleep at 6:30 pm, then woke up at 2:00 am. This is always the dilemma for me when we return from Europe.
We are going to be home for a few days then we head west to California.
I have so many mixed feelings about the last part of our trip in Italy. SO much that I didn’t want to write for the whole week. I just wanted to take it all in a process it.
It was the first time that we had “really” been back to the place that we lived in Tuscany, to stay, to sleep, to visit the local people. We visited last summer to see our friends there, but we really didn’t stay in the place where we lived for a year. So this time, it was very emotional for me, and the girls. We all had different reactions.
We did have a fabulous time with our friends in Camaiore, Tricia, Nick and Sebastian. They live in Virginia, but happen to visit the same places that we do in Italy and have a house there. Georgio also was with us there and we all had a great time going to the beach in Forte dei Marmi, having dinners outside in the evenings. Tricia and Georgio and I worked together 18 years ago and have remained friends. Tricia and her family in Virginia, and Georgio in Cyprus. It was really amazing to all be together again.
I am grateful to be home in my own bed, even if I am on the sofa now 🙂
The last week in Italy was unbearably hot and we are all bitten up from the mosquitos and we had a terrible time sleeping, so I am so looking forward to a few good night’s sleep in my bed with AC!!!
More to come.
Fauglia was very emotional, more than I expected.
We left Milan yesterday and I just couldn’t believe we were leaving Italy. The view there of the snow-covered Alps in the backdrop of Milan and then arriving in Manhattan. Very different.
Part of me is always there. My girls do not feel the same way, but for me, I have another life there. I miss it, every day.