So this last school holiday for the kids provided a chance to explore into Italy a little further than we have to date. Turns out it wasn’t an original idea. I think the whole world was there. All of them signed up for a walking tour which brought them, en-mass, to every single street we attempted to stroll. It was a bit insane. Turns out that rumor that Europe is getting crowded might have some truth to it.
Any future travel plans there? Go at low season. Like November. Trust.
So, Manolo, in keeping with his child-minder role, took the lead on this one. He found some sweet Airbnb’s and took the kids to Rome & Florence for a week. I took 2 days off to join them in Florence as I’d never been there myself.
A very short flight but it felt like a world away. It really is amazing how close everything is here. What is as close as Drumheller or Red Deer (yes, we did vacation in Red Deer and it was AWESOME) back home, now leads us to worlds we dream of. The pinch-me moments still happen all the time. Deep down we’re still some kids from Canada amazed by where we’ve found ourselves.
It’s our goal to fill our cups with as many experiences as possible while we are here. And maybe the odd leather handbag…
Here are the scenes we encountered along the way.
The soundtrack of Florence.
And for Helena? A dance troupe. A little weird for us, but we’re pretty un-cultured that way.
Poor weather is moving in, just in time for me to hop a train back to work. Manolo and the kids will stay of for another week in Lugano, the place that always feels like a home away from home here.
I promise this is the last visual-assault post for a while. No more over-the-top fabulous photos of our adventures. Back to the grind. Back to the ordinary that still feels far-from-ordinary.
Mom and Cathy arrive this week for some adventuring of their own. I really ought to share another post for all their buddies in Canmore who will be curious about their meanderings. OK I lied, more photos to come…