Rome and Tuscany

by Jessica on October 11, 2016

in Annabelle,Community,Daughters,Family,Health,Kids and Art,Levi,Parenting,Photography,Recipe,Sons

It was an amazing trip.  And I took so many photos I needed to put some distance between the images and myself to try and narrow it down.  And still . . . so many photos.  I feel biased to the photos because I’m too sentimental about them.  I can’t be objective to say whether or not they are any good.  I tried to photograph all the parts of this story as it unfolded, but there was so much.  It was a sensory overload and yet is was a welcome gourmet for my eyes and spirit.  I fell in love in Italy with Italy.  Since we returned home I have purchased a cappuccino machine and I listen to Italian music . . . I miss it so much.  But I am hopeful that some day I will get the chance to make another hop across the ocean and go back.  It is another home away from home.  I could go on and on but of course I’m gushing.

 

Wherever we travel I always appreciate the street art.  Graffiti has its good and its bad.  Some is beautiful; some not so much, but all the cities we’ve travelled to have graffiti artists.  Annabelle was more than eager to post with her oversized aviator glasses.  Age 9.  My girl.

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We carried water wherever we went.  It was sooooo hot.  We started buying water by the liter and just guzzled it as we walked through the cities.

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Gelato.  I could have a love affair with gelato. Ah, it reminds me of childhood and falling in love, all in a tiny cup.

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Around every corner there was something else to see in Rome.  I never felt bored.  Not for a second.

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We rode a motorized four person bicycle.  So fun!  Even when we crashed!  And I swear that it wasn’t my fault   . . .

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And before we knew it we were in a BMW station wagon that we nicknamed Money Penny because of her British accent.  She served us well.  We navigated out of Rome and into the countryside.  Tuscany was waiting . . .

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In Tuscany, Matt found a pool table and spent many an hour there clacking the heck out of the table.  We attempted to teach a German couple how to play . . . they preferred the foosball table.  I listened to loud Italian opera and danced.

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In Tuscany we took a cooking class and learned to make homemade pasta and ravioli.  Annabelle was a natural in the kitchen.  Me . . . I could get the hang of it if I wanted to.  I just don’t have the patience to stand and wait for things to happen . . . I’m better at chopping and prepping and making things happen.  Not a good waiter.  Patience is not my strong suit.

 

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And before we knew it, it was time to pack up and head off on our next adventure . . . Florence.  More photos to come.

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