Tuesday June 19th 2007 is departure day for the Rountrees.
After a late evening out, taking night photos and eating our last gelatos for this year, we had a difficult time hauling ourselves from our sleep. We had booked an early wakeup call and were soon up, showered and packed. No time for a Cappuccino today. We headed down to the lobby of the hotel for a taxi cab call. The taxi picked us up at 5am and drove us to the parking spot, which we had parked the Jag in. We loaded up the car and set “Scanducci” to take us to the airport.
The ride to the airport seemed long, but I knew it wasn’t. Whenever we leave Florence it is like leaving home. A sadness weighs heavy on the heart. I tired to make myself happy about thinking about the trip we will take…where will it be? When will it be? Did I pack everything? Did I bring everyone a gift? Ughhhh…
We made it to the airport in Florence with plenty of time to return the car to Thrifty’s lot and deposit the keys….we loved the Jaguar! We loved “Scanducci”! Next time we will definitely book a car with GPS. After unloading the car and walking into the airport we realized that the checkin process with Alitalia had changed and they had moved up stairs in the airport…….very inconvenient. We found the checkin spot and checked in without a hitch.The plane left Florence right on time. We landed in Milan an hour later, only to find out that our next flight was delayed by 2 hours. So we sat and I shopped of course…purchasing some Limoncello di Crema for home. I even sampled it that early in the morning….but what the heck it as in the middle of the night back home!
Eventually we made our way over to our gate to sit and wait. Soon the plane began to board, we sat in row 24 near the window and aisle. I pulled out my book I had been reading, but could not concentrate as I was growing so sad for leaving. So I sat next to Don as we tried to relax for the long flight home to the States. The flight lasted about 9 hours and we were late landing in Boston. Our luggage arrived with us, and we made our way through customs without any issues. We say people having their proscuitto and cheeses being confiscated. But my chocolate, cioccolato cantucci, wine, pasta, and Limoncello remained safe in my possession.
We started the next leg of our flight, waiting. We waited for our departures to Kentucky and to Maine. Don had an earlier flight than I did; however, due to my Uncles’ death I was able to fly standby and home sooner than expected which would have been a 23 hour trip. I said goodbye to Don, which is always difficult to do, but in an airport coming home from an extended vacation it is even more difficult to do. I boarded the plane home and realized that I wouldn’t see my husband again for two months. My heart grew heavier…
Don’s flight was delayed in Boston for 3 hours and he did not arrive home until 1:45 am the next day. He landed in Cincinnati and had to drive an additional 3 hours home. And I thought I was tired?
We had a fantastic trip filled with great memories. We always have a difficult time explaining to others the beauty of what we saw, witnessed, experienced and ate in Italy. But this time was different we had made new friends that in Italy, and we could share our experiences with them. Cyndi and Danilo, invited us into their home and into their hearts as well. For we will never forget that day in Fusignamo and the fun we had and our new friends! Ciao!!!
PS. I’d like to thank my sweet (dolci) husband Don for everything. He is the best travel partner and husband anyone could have. Together we can do anything, I miss him terribly when we are not together. He tolerates my shopping, and frequent gelato stops, wine sampling and constant craving to experience new places. He is a keeper! In February will will celebrate 10 years of marriage together….I wonder where we will be to celebrate?