Here we are again!
We arrived successfully on the morning of August 31, having completed all items on our “leaving check-list” which was three pages long, front and back. You know, you can’t just LEAVE the country for eight months like Diane Lane does in Under the Tuscan Sun – you have to pack, for one. And cancel your health insurance and stock up on soba noodles and canned pumpkin. And call Wells Fargo to alert them that you will be out of the country for eight months.
Apparently,Wells Fargo now does this through an automated woman who is very friendly, but hard of hearing.
“What is the first country you will be traveling to?” she asked me.
“Italy,” I said.
“Did you say Italy?” she replied.
“What is the next country you will be visiting? If Italy is your only destination, say done.”
“Austria,” I said (for groceries).
“Did you say Austria?”
“What is the next country you will be visiting? If Austria is your last destination, say done.”
“Did you say Germany?”
“What is the next country you will be visiting? If Germany is your last destination, say done.”
“Did you say North Korea?”
Why no, I did not say North Korea.
Anyway, we got everything straightened out and we’re here! I took our first week off blogging (not by choice) because we don't have internet yet (this is Italy!) and instead focused on unpacking and eating cheese. But! I’m ready to get back into the swing of things and I’m excited for what’s to come this year: we’re going to take lots of trips (none to North Korea though), make lots of homemade pasta, and hopefully have lots of visitors. Thanks for reading!