Chris left this morning for Italy.Both Chris and I pre-missed (pre-missing is telling each other how much you're going to miss each other before parting) each other over this past weekend, however, this morning it was sort of a different story, waking up at 5 am, showering and dressing in 20 minutes. I was in gear to get Chris to the airport (or aeroporto as he would already be attempting his pronunciation with the smidgen of Italian he's retained from numerous visits) in a hurry so I could stop and have coffee with Joanne and then get to work by 8 am. I was in the groove, hopping (seriously NOT hopping) in the car, getting out on the road, driving to the big city airport, and saying, "See ya!" I almost didn't get out of the car at the curb to give him a hug goodbye but then I remembered I wasn't just his chauffeur. It was too early, I was still in a trance.
I asked him to bring me back a meaningful souvenir. I said, "Something heart-felt." It will probably be olive oil.
4 comments:
I like that you asked for a meaningful gift. I can't wait to find out what it is.
Olive oil is always a good one! :)
Just as long as he doesn't show up with the friend he went with on his last trip. I think you didn't like him much. :)
Oh gosh, he should bring you some of that incredible hundred-year-old balsamic vinegar. ScottieDog and I stopped in an actual vinegar shop in Florence, and they let us taste some out of a little silver spoon. It was incredible. We couldn't afford it, but we bought some younger stuff to take home as presents.
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