The title sounds a little more morbid than may be necessary, but it is true. The end of my whirlwind tour and study of Italy is approaching, and I have mixed emotions, as I am sure that you can imagine. My family and friends and American coffee and my own pillow and Charleston, they have my heart and I am so excited to return home to them. But I have so many new loves now, competing for priority, like pasta. And the view that is unbeatable, no matter where you are... in the train, on the hillside looking out, in the valley looking up, by the lake. And cappuccinos that take less than 30 seconds to make, although everything else here requires you to take your time. 2 hours spent over dinner, enjoying wine and several courses and laughing over misunderstandings, which happens often in translations. I know I will miss this things, as I have already started missing them! Last night at dinner, eating ricotta and fresh spinach pasta, I announced to the table how much I missed the food... the food that I was putting in my mouth!
I have been traveling a good deal, and resting a good deal. I think I could spend the rest of my days in Lake Como, but unforunately only spent 3. I hiked the trails around the mountains and took the ferry to the surrounding lakeside towns and strolled by the water. It was picture perfect. Ahh. I have returned to Cortona for a few days, to say goodbye to friends and drink one last coffee at my favorite cafe before I head to Rome. I have moved my ticket up, and so I will spend less than a week there before I leave to come back to South Carolina.
Unfortunately, I have misplaced my camera cord, so it may be awhile before I can upload more pictures. But, like usual, my camera couldn°t catch the magic of Venice and the beauty of the lake or the atmosphere in Milan. Oh well... I will just have to return to remember accurate the way these places look and feel. But for now, I am happy to begin packing up and heading home. I love you all!
Caseu
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