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A Day, A Week, A Month, A Year...IN THE LIFE of AN UNLIKELY.....MILITARY WIFE....** (A collection of snapshots, letters and memoirs DEDICATED to CHRISTOPHER ALLAN COUSSENS.)

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Buona Notte ITALIA! (ITALY part Quattro)

Buona Notte Blog!






Italian Weather Report: Of course our last little morning in ITALY was perfect.  Less people, less clouds, more sun, more clear blue sky!






Exchange Rate: At this point.....the reality is astounding....it was an expensive trip.






Due to the late our of our return from the beach, our late afternoon siesta caused a wrinkle in our dinner plans.  Our plan was to travel to Vernazza, 'the jewel of Cinque Terre' for dinner.  Since that feel through, we decided an early morning adventure to Vernazza was in order.







As exhausted as we all were, we drove, on our way home to Vernazza.  The drive was absolutely stunning.  If you ever get the chance, driving down or up the roads on the coast of ITALY are a grand mixture of frightening and fun.  The roads are bike path thin, with hair pin turns the whole way, on one side is a rocky mountain and the other side is sheer cliff.  








I was a little cranky this morning for two reasons.  I was hungry, and I needed to go to the bathroom.  







A word on the bathroom situation in Italy- YES- its a situation.  







I found the entire time I was in Italy, it was an absolute sin to need to use the restroom.  Bathrooms are not readily available, may cost you money, and in some cases.......I would rather go outside. By the end of the weekend I just wanted a clean toilet and some GOD FORSAKEN toilet paper!  What's even more frustrating is that they BOYZ didn't have this problem- they could go anywhere!  I found myself irritated because I was a female- and can you imagine if Aunt Flo was visiting!?!


We decided to eat down by the harbor in a Cafe' by the water.  The food was alright, not the most impressive meal, but I was just happy I wasn't hungry anymore.






It was time.....we had to leave paradise.....I felt bad even complaining, I mean, we live in NEVER NEVER LAND, and it beautiful there too.......but there is something special about ITALY.


Another round of snap shots taken to seal the memory.  We came. We saw. We conquered.


It is my philosophy that wherever you go, even if its modest in nature, you should always learn something and apply it to your own life.  






This is what ITALY taught me:


1. Bathrooms, are precious.


2. I learned that while, I am a motivated traveler, I do like to slow down and enjoy the ride.  Seeing monuments, sights, and taking pictures is important to me, but also slowing down, eating authentic food, and doing what the people of that region do, are more....special...to me.


3. I learned that Italians spend 6 grand a year on their wardrobes.  While in Italy, I couldn't have felt more fashionably challenged.  Add on top of that the attractive specimens and I felt even more lame.  


4. I learned that, Cinque Terre is in the book '1,000 places to see before you die.' And I can see why.....its upsetting to me, but at the same time so true, being able to see such an amazing, beautiful place, inspired me to see more amazing places, and motivated me to be more thankful, genuine, and full of love.







5.  I learned that my trip to Italy would have meant NOTHING if I didn't have LEGS to share it with.  My admiration for him grew when I saw him with our friends' kids.  My love for him grew, because of he made a romantic gesture all on his own, by buying me the cuff.  And last, my lust for him increased as well, Italy is so sexy, its hard to resist those feelings of lust.


6. LEGS and I were impressed by J Lo and N(2)'s parenting style.  They worked well as a team together, their children put on star performances on our demanding trip- and they don't let their kids keep them from living a genuine life.  Thank you for showing us that even with kids, you can still do the things that you want to do.






While at dinner on our last night in Italy, I had a moment, where I was thinking about my life.  Since, I have hung my gloves to live in and see Europe, I have been feeling somewhat lost and insignificant.  I got so much attention and encouragement for my boxing, and lately, I have been feeling so lame, and almost forgotten........






I understand.  Boxing deserves command.  It deserves attention, because it was one of the hardest things I have ever done or been through......but...its not the ONLY thing that I want to do with my life, its not even the coolest thing.......






I don't want to return to college.  Spending my time in Europe on my computer, or in a class room is futile to me.  I have my Bachelor's and while I would love a Master's, I am in Europe!?






So....I decided.....


I am going to become fluent in German.


AND.


Italian.


What a fantastic way to spend my time in Europe and return to the states with arguably more marketability then a Master's Degree.  


That kind of ambition, deserves attention.  That kind of accomplishment is commanding!


I already know there are haters out there doubting me.  HAHAHAHA- I laugh at you because nobody ever thought I would be good at boxing either.  


WATCH ME.


One day......YOUR life....will flash before your eyes....make damn sure....its worth watching......






OVER & OUT


Just another day in the life of an unlikely military wife.....**







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