Travel With Me Tuesday: Goodbye to Italy, Once Again

It was fun wrapping up this trip in scrapping land which is not always the case. But making the pages reminded me of how many good things did happen and that not all the days were hard. I still could recall how difficult the walking was and how much I realized I needed surgery. We all have to learn things at our own pace.

This one was going to be two long journalers but that map took more space than I realized so a full page it became.

One just for pretty. His espresso and my ciocalatti.

Then came the true last day and our trip back to Malpensa airport in Milan.  All those cities on the Departures board were fascinating. There were some places I'd never even heard of and I thought I knew the world! Ha!

Once we got to NYC we had a hell of a time getting back to our own home but that was a lesson we learned. A cheap flight out of JFK is not always a good deal. Time = money or exhaustion. Bed never looked so good as early morning we got home.

Travel With Me Tuesday: Across the River and UP the Hill

The trip was winding down at this point and we were blessed by the sun.  We went across the Po and took a bus ride up the hill. That sounds simple but the trip was not. It was a heart stopping trip up the hill/mountain with a crazy bus driver on switchback curves. The trip back was calm and a good end to our little adventure.

Travel With Me Tuesday: Cars & More in Turin

Certainly not on my bucket list, the auto museum made Dick very happy and I joked that it was because he was as ancient as many of the cars! Actually, that's only half an exaggeration.  Me? I've never had any interest in old cars but I do like seeing other parts of a city so it all balanced.

Travel With Me Tuesday: Day 3 Lunch in Turin

My dh and I were certainly not on the same wavelength regarding food on this trip. I think he would have picked pizza for every meal outside of breakfast. I was more inclined to have pasta and/or raw or dried meats. As we were so close to the Alps and Switzerland, the dried meat I love was plentiful and affordable.  I wanted local specialties not endless variations on pizza and certainly not so many carbs daily.

I also think that he could not translate the menu fast enough and make a decision fast enough when the waiter was standing there, pencil in hand. Had I felt better, I might have had more patience translating the menu for him. Meals were becoming an issue and I just didn't have the energy for it.

 

Travel With Me Tuesday: Trudging Round Turin Day 3

I decided to make these pages as full photos and then a long journaler to tell the story. I like to do that once in a while and not worry about where on the page to put my journaling. A lot of this morning involved trying to find the Apple store and me also trying to find a place to sit down. My knee knew that this trip was not the best idea.

Travel With Me Tuesday: Day 2 Turin, His View

Travel With Me Tuesday - Malpensa to Torino

Well I've finally got around to doing some more of the spring 2014 Italy trip. Other trips are still in the scrapbooking works but that's fine with me. They'll all get done when I feel like it. When the Mojo strikes, I scrap. It isn't a job so that's how it should be for me. Ymmv.

Yes, there is a misspelling in the 2nd image. It's corrected on my print copy. I'm sure you are relieved to know that! I always find it amazing that Text editor misses some. Add that to user error, and it's a wonder anything is spelled correctly.

Travel With Me Tuesday: The Torino Trip-A Snow Day

I haven't done a regular Day 1, Day 2 etc of our trip to Milan and Turin back in March of this year but every once in a while I'll do a page. This was one I just did.

This trip was planned in the heat of the 2013 summer. I said "I want to go somewhere that has snow on the ground." In my head I was wishing for Switzerland in late November but in reality the Italians are a lot more fun than the Swiss, the exchange rate is better and the food...well, I'm not sure I've had a bad Italian meal. Swiss food was good but again, I'd be counting the cost of each morsel going in. That's not fun. So Turin, in the shadow of the Alps, in March it was.

Who would know that after the winter of 2013-14 I would be so sick of cold and snow... who knew.