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We returned Tuesday night, one day late, from Italy due to some airline snafus.
Lovely, lovely country. Wonderful food. Beautiful stone houses - which are surprisingly practical. The houses stay cool during the day if you keep the shades closed - which is a feat in summer there.
I learned a lot about cooking - and I know now how to say hello in five languages: chinese, spanish, french, italian and. . .english. I can count english, can't I? ;) I limped by with French and Spanish but my only regret is that I didn't study more Italian.
Warning! Complaints ahead. If you'd like, stop now and just look at the pictures.
As always, air travel was a pain. First. . .security. . .again. Can they really not figure out a way for me to bring water through the checkpoint? I guess I should be grateful that I even get to bring an empty water bottle through - but I guess that's the real problem. Going through airport security (and flying in general) leaves me feeling a little like a mistreated house guest. You know, when you have hosts that are so awful to you that you feel thankful you don't have to eat your food off the floor.
On the way back, the second leg of our flight was canceled. The airline didn't pay for our hotel and had rebooked us on a flight through Atlanta with a 1 hour layover. We had to ask to be rebooked on the same flight the next night - the direct flight. So not only did they not pay for our hotel, they booked us on some byzantine flight schedule to get us home an hour earlier - but only if we had made the connection. And the only person from Delta who smiled at us was the woman who helped us rebook our flight.
Sadly, I'm such an addict that it's still worth it. At least until they make everyone wear shock bracelets. When are they going to build that train to Europe anyway?
