Thursday, May 17, 2012

Back to the Grind

Venice, like no place else in the world!

I’ve taken a month off from the grueling work of blogging.  The trouble with not blogging for a month is that it is so difficult to figure out where to start now that I’m ready to write again.  Perhaps it’s best to just jump into the fray and see where I wind up…
Duomo in Milan

In April I made my first trip to Italy.  I met my daughter, who was working in Milan for two weeks, and took advantage of her company-paid hotel room.  I was surprised that I was nervous about the trip.  I’ve traveled quite a bit both with the spouse and by myself.  I think I was uneasy about not speaking Italian.  I was quite pleased with myself when I arrived at the hotel after taking the bus and then a short taxi ride from the airport (“The taxis are so expensive, take the bus, Mom.”)  After a quick change of clothes we headed out to see the Duomo, and a pickpocket got my wallet with all my credit cards and money…a lot of money.  Less than two hours in Italy and I was broke!

I spent a few hours angry and preoccupied, but then I forced myself to recognize that I shouldn’t let one unfortunate experience ruin a wonderful trip.  I called the spouse and had him cancel my credit cards.  My daughter loaned me money and a credit card, with only a few snide comments about my fitness to travel alone.

It was a wonderful trip.  I stood alone in a dim museum with the sculpture that Michelangelo was working on when he died, and viewed Leonardo DaVinci’s The Last Supper in the former dining hall of an ancient monastery.  I marveled at Venice, which looks exactly like every picture you’ve ever seen of it, but in person is hard to believe that it really exists.  We cruised Lake Como, but never caught a glimpse of George Clooney.  Best of all I spent two weeks with my daughter.
Sarah at Murano Glass Factory

While I was exploring  Italy  spring arrived in Hermiston.  The tulips were still blooming when I returned.   Both the spouse and I have spent a lot of time working in the yard.  The spouse has planted a big garden.  I expected a duplicate of last year’s a few tomatoes and peppers and a couple of cucumbers, but we’ve got a small truck garden complete with drip irrigation and tomatoes residing in rows of white tenting.  We harvested our first crop last week.  Every meal in our house now comes with radish garnish!  
Radishes in my garden, that are now washed and trimmed in a tupperware container in my refrigerator.

Well, that wasn’t so hard.  Now I just need to get back in the habit of writing.  It’s good to be back.  I’ll be dropping by your blogs to see what you’ve all been up to.


  1. Oh, what an amazing trip. Italy is on my bucket list. Good for you for recovering from your wallet theft! What a terrible way to begin a trip. I reminds me I had better remove any credit cards I won't need before we travel. No sense making more work. And I had better scan those I am taking and have copies on file.
    Your radishes look great. I love fresh out of the garden radishes. Ours are still minuscule.
    Welcome back to blogging!

  2. I haven't been blogging either, simply because I can't think of anything to say. Sorry you got your billfold stolen. That happened to me in downtown Portland. I guess bad people live all over the world.

  3. Interesting how many people I know who got ripped off their very first day in Italy. I'm glad it wasn't a total loss. My sister and niece both lost their passports and had to get new ones, along with everything else. You are making up for the first part with a wonderful return home! :-)

  4. Welcome back, Nana. I was sorry to read of your early trouble but am glad you ended up enjoying the trip.

  5. Amazing trip, except for the one mishap. Which reminds me, the last time I was in London (quite a while ago) I was pickpocketed in a train station -- again, on the very first day I arrived. I guess as American tourists we are easy marks and so we should be extra careful. But otherwise, sounds like a great trip and of course extra-great b/c you were with your daughter. Welcome back to the U.S. and welcome back to blogging.

  6. Welcome Back to the blog! I've missed your postings. I'm sorry your trip started out with some trouble, but so glad you were able to put it behind you and enjoy the trip and the time with your daughter.

  7. I'm glad to see you are back to blogging. I have missed you. Your trip sounds amazing. I had to laugh over your daughter's remark. My daughters would say the same thing. I am so sorry you had the misfortune of having all the money stolen, but I am also glad you just got over it and enjoyed the trip anyway.

    I know what you mean about seeing something after only seeing the pictures. It is hard to believe that you are actually standing there. I'm glad you stepped out and had this adventure and that you were able to share the time with your daughter.

  8. I'd read somewhere about your theft. I think you were a very good sport. And you'll certainly remember Italy!

    Glad you were able to visit there. I never had a desire to visit Italy, but a couple of years ago an opportunity came up that I couldn't resist. It was a fabulous trip. I've never been the least bit interested in art, but I remember the great things anyway!

    Welcome home.

  9. Oh man! I gasped when I read about your picked pocket! That is my biggest fear about traveling to Europe this summer. I have thought that I will be extra careful, but I'm sure you were, too!

    So glad that you were able to enjoy this enchanting time with your daughter in Italy. Someday I hope to visit as well. Right now, I'm just thrilled to be getting out of the US this summer and seeing some of Europe!

    Hope your garden gets going. We're planting tomorrow!


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