We live in a world where finding fault with
others seems to be the favorite blood sport.
– Henry Eyring
I've been home
Mercato in Modena |
Having had to work this week added to the physical drain, I think. I had a two-day seminar to do at the airport for the university, and I taught my first night class. In addition, I had meetings I had to attend. It was, I suppose, better to get back into the swing of things early as it kept my mind
Yes, I miss Italy.
Random street musicians, Bologna |
Don't get me wrong. I'm glad to be home in a lot of ways. I missed Mike, Jason, Riley, and my friends. I missed the familiarity of my own house, the comfort of my own bed, and the roominess of my own shower. Reliable internet. Air conditioning. Being able to put on more than one appliance without blowing the fuse.
Yes, I still miss Italy.
Via Santo Stefano, Bologna |
For the nine weeks I was in Europe, I didn't watch television. I turned one of the TVs in the flat once to make sure it worked. It did, so I turned it off and never turned it on again. While that might not sound like a big deal, remember that both my husband and kid worked/work in television. That
Think of all the great things I missed by not
The finale of Big Brother
News about
Season premieres of Selfie
News—Any kind
Piazza Santo Stefano, Bologna |
Ferrara |
It is good to be home.
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