Saturday. I leave on Saturday. Three weeks. Milan (just to sleep) then Cinque Terre, the hill towns, lots of wine. Week two, Praiano on the Amalfi Coast, where my friend Deb will join me (so glad I won't have to drink alone, Deb!), then week three to Rome to meet my man. Then Florence, then Venice.
I don't know what my internet situation will be. I am not sure how much blogging the ol' Decorno will manage. I am sure you will hardly notice I am gone.
But I have packed already. (Shocking, because I love to procrastinate.) And it all fits in a carry on. So, now I am just sitting here thinking, "Well, hell, why don't I fly out tomorrow?"
Yeah. Why don't I?
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