― Brenda Joyce
The last few days have been a little stressful. First, Mike and I traveled by train from Bologna to Rome, and from Rome to Sulmona. Tuesday morning we left Sulmona and traveled by *bus* back to Rome where we caught a train to Milano. Yesterday (Wednesday) morning, we ended up on a bus that took us from Milano Centrale (train station) to Milano Malpensa (airport). Our eight-plus hour Emirates flight from Milano landed at JFK where we caught a JetBlue flight to Las Vegas. It exhausts me to think about all the mileage we covered during this week.
I didn't sleep well Sunday night for some reason, and Monday was miserable. Combined with the heat and humidity, my lack of sleep left me frazzled and whipped Tuesday. I wrote the blog, and if you read it, you might have noticed that my last sentence makes absolutely no sense. I was talking about the heat and the horrible sandwich with mayonnaise, and I ended the blog with: Next time, I'm leaving him with the priests in the churches here. Maybe they can knock a little sense into him
I have no idea—NO IDEA— how that sentence got there. I do not remember thinking it, and I definitely do not remember writing it. I must have been sleepwriting. After I apparently put the computer away (something else I don't remember), I slept a little better Monday night. I was still quite tired when we got up yesterday (Wednesday) morning at 7:00 am Italy time. That translates to 1:00 am New York time, midnight Nashville time, and 10:00 pm Tuesday evening Las Vegas time.
We arrived home this morning at almost 2:00 am Las Vegas time.
"My body is telling me it's time for lunch," I said to Mike as we collapsed on the bed. I don't think he heard me as he was already asleep. It was a long 28 hours.
The good thing about riding those planes, trains, and buses this week is that I now have some great stories to tell you.
The bad thing is that it is now 7:30 pm Las Vegas time (and 4 am Italia time), and I am once again falling asleep as I type this. To avoid relating stories with nonsensical statements thrown in, I'm going to leave the blog at this point tonight. Stay tuned tomorrow as I tell you about the trains to Sulmona.
Tomorrow.... I promise....