Buon Pomeriggio BLOG!
WEATHER IN ITALIA: SUN!
Exchange Rate: It doesn't matter.....ITALY is charging us for EVERYTHING....
On our last day in ITALY, we decided to travel to Monterosso the second to last town and hit the beach....
That morning, SPIDERMAN said: 'ARE YOU PREGNANT?'
And that......was all she wrote.....all that hard work I put in went to HELL, with my self confidence.....yes, yes, I let a 4 year old take me out of my element.
LEGS and N(2) (N Squared) were shopping for speedo's to fit in better.
Once we arrived to the beach it was hard to find a spot, or even buy one....but after searching far and wide, we were able to get a free slot on the 'free' beach......
(Side Note: Bring Water Shoes, the beaches are rocky and rough....so rough it hurts your feet to walk on them. It literally, stripped off the nail polish on my toes!)
Now....its not perfect....but its pretty darn good.....after two days of wine and pasta.....
As I laid on the beach and listened to the Italians speak italian, as I watched them frolic, flirt, and play on the beach. It occurred to me.....Italians are Sexual, Sexy, people. The language is incredibly provocative, they are attractive, stylish people who show off their bodies, even if they aren't 'model perfect.' The have confidence that goes on for days, playful eyes, and are fun loving........I even felt more sexy, in one word ITALY is SEX. The food, the wine, the language, the people, and the region are all about sexuality.
The BOYZ scored us some lunch. Wine, Focaccia, and you guessed it more Pizza.
By the time we left I felt so blissfully happy....I was silent with my wine buzz, Vitamin D, and Carb Intake.......
I have been thinking a lot about traveling styles. I like to believe that I am one of those people who likes to be active and see a bunch. But. If all you do is rush around seeing a bunch, do you really 'experience' it??? The afternoon on the beach was the closest I felt to the Italian people, and in my opinion, the most authentic time I spent in Italy.
Our time in Italy was coming to a close.....we were all getting desperate...we started making plans to fake deaths etc., just so we could stay longer.
It was time for our last night in Paradise.
I don't even need to narrate....the pictures say it all.....
At the end of the evening on our march back up the hill (that hill was getting longer and longer each time we did it.....) LEGS my incredible romantic amazing husband, bought me a beautiful Italian Cuff from a Sidewalk vender. I AM!......the LUCKIEST GIRL in the UNIVERSE!
BARBIE: Each sold separately, batteries not included.....
PS- I was falling out of this summer dress all night because...there was a time, I have pictures to prove it, that I was a fat girl and I actually had cleavage.....
OVER & OUT
Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife....**
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