At the airport awaiting my first leg of this much anticipated trip. My dog, Paisley, is with my son, George and his sweet girlfriend, Grace. The house and kitten, Lloyd, will be watched my my daughter, Natalie. She will also be on call at the office. All the plants are watered and bills paid. Ready to go!
So, I have been to Italy many wonderful times but this week I have the good fortune to go back to Siena, Italy to see the Il Palio horse race! This has been on my Bucket LustList for almost 20 years! WTF, I can’t believe that! BTW it’s Bucket-Lust-List because it’s adventures I want to experience, not because I plan to kick the bucket any time soon.
Flying United San Diego to Houston. Then on to Munich and finally to Florence where my first nephew, Mark Giauque and his lovely wife, Jenny and darling daughters, Harper and Mia will pick me up. We will then drive to Siena, where I have a flat rented through Airbnb.
Travel is joyful. Travel makes me feel alive and grateful. Travel makes me giddy! I love my career because I have the opportunity to make my own hours, to schedule in Travel time in my schedule to basically keep my sanity. It’s life balance for me. I don’t have a boat, a vacation home or a RV. I don’t spend much time at salons or spas, but I love to travel! I love exploring new cultures. I love the adventure, the unknown, the unexpected wonderful moments. I love the cross-cultural experiences. I love that going to India once, led me to a private Global 5500 Bombardier jet to Tokyo and then Dubai, staying in a three bedroom two story suite overlooking the Dubai fountains and in front of the Burj Khalifa and a day later eating Indian dahl made over an open fire, sitting in the dirt. Or going to Turkey with my Mom and ending up watching an Endurance Race in Abu Dhabi for three days and a 11 hour layover in Barcelona. Or meeting friends from Coronado in Munich, all of us coming from different pre-Oktoberfest destinations yet arriving at the designated hotel within minutes of each other. Yes, some people like to go on tours or cruises, and maybe I will too someday, but this week, bring on the adventure and unknown.
The flight from San Diego and then the Munich was uneventful, except for the long flight was cold. presently I am at the Munich airport having an Aperol Spritz and beer tartar. I went through passport control and about a 15 walk to my gate. Asked the gate agent if the flight to Florence was next, she informed me that I was in K terminal and needed to get to G. Good to check. The boarding pass was wrong. It’s a huge, well organized airport but if I waited til the flight was called, I would have been late getting my flight