Am home for two days. Changing gears. Changing bags.
Lauren and I get in the car and head south tomorrow—
I will be back for reals last week in October. Am missing my dogs like crazy. Just know November, sweet sweet November — I will be here. Here. In normal life.
With a slow, steady no going nowhere schedule.
And, with any luck– some good things to share of links, stories and images.
Above and below are some shots from my one night in Rome. Yes, I drove a car into Rome– all around Rome — parked it and drove it out to the airport. Not a big deal for most folks but for me– life changing.
My confidence in myself is a brand-new thing and I am so proud of myself for going straight into the belly of the beast and coming out the other side. Meri Tanaka was traveling with me and at one point we were stopped at a red light and she said, “oh, I don’t remember there was an elevator in it.”
I looked over at some broken down structure the color of clay and said, “what’s that?”
“Oh.” It was sweet, but not anything like the intimidating, huge colossal structure I had imagined it to be. In fact, as the light turned green and I sped by, the very words that passed through my head were: not a big deal.