It was an awesome trip. The long flights (9 hours + 2.5 hour connection, plus 1 hour train ride on the way there;1 hour train ride + 10 hours + 1 hour connection + 1 hour in Chicago traffic on the way home) sucked. Me feet and legs feel like they're part of someone else's body. But - we had an amazing time and my cats were happy to see me. Okay, Magic was happy to see me.
I'll post a couple pictures later (I'm trying to find the least boring ones), but I wanted to give you my quick list of the things I learned while in Italy:
10. Italian is (obviously) a lot like Spanish and it's really easy to slip up and use Spanish instead. The Italians? Will look at you like you're crazy and walk away.
9. An Extra-Large (cheap/tourist) t-shirt in Italy is about the size of a large here. And after you wash it, it will fit your small dog. Think Shiba Inu.
8. Street numbers in Italy make no sense. After living in a grid city for the past 8 years, it's hard to understand how 176 could be right across the street from 47.
7. Italian breakfast = sugar. Lots and lots of sugar.
6. Italian women have really amazing bras.
5. Roman men and women have beautiful skin.
4. I really don't think I could get tired of pizza. And also, the more hole-in-the-wall the pizza place, the better the food.
3. Despite once paying 5 Euro for a 20 oz. Sprite, we still ordered pop (or whatever you all call it) at restaurants. I know! The lesson I learned here is wine be cheap (often 2-7 Euro) and bibiti (soft drinks) are WAY FREAKING MARKED UP for the American crowds.
2. No one would ever mistake The Targo and me for anything but Americanos. It might have been the backpacks and sneakers, or that we look like mutts. We're not sure.
1. Just because the Vatican asks you to cover your shoulders before entering, doesn't mean you have to cover your belly or your cleavage. What the heck - let it all hang out, baby. MY WORD!