06:30 AM

I am sitting here because it it still too early to call my sister-in-law to come and get me. It's dark out and the sun won't rise for another 45 minutes, then it's back to short sleeve shirts again. The temperature is around 20..21 degrees C.

Yesterday was mind numbing. I needed to be in a terminal that I had never been too previously...driver didn't know either. A little walking and I stand in front of a pretty lady, ready to check in...Where is my passport? After 30 minutes and several frantic calls there it is, with my toothpaste! No, I don't remember that method of packing either. Many hours later, three airports later and two telephones later I am getting to bed here in Florida. An airport hotel until the morning and I can pick  up my car...being repaired. Basically a truly miserable day. I survived again. Already miss Rome, the Campo and all of my family. I didn't swap my euros yet...

The last two or three days just before I leave Rome are always horrible. There are many spectacular moments with each of you, but for the most part I find myself too choked up to talk. When multi-tasking involves tears I can't cope. So my hopes are that no one feels that I left without saying goodbye or without spending time with them. If it were possible I would not be here writing this, but there living it. 

Soon I will be starting out on a "long road trip", my "plan B." A huge change and one I will continue to share with all of you. If you want. There is always room for one more...just call out my name...I'll be there.