by Maureen | Jun 17, 2009 | Featured Articles, Journal
Ciao Bella Gelato in Newark’s airport
Quarter to 5:00 New Jersey time. The flight to Milano leaves at 6:35, so I’ve had a bite to eat, wandered up and down the concourse (the most exercise I’ve had in weeks), and will hang out ’til it’s time to board.
I’m rummy, (as Dad always used to say). Tired and foggy -headed from poor sleep these days. I packed all day yesterday, then went to bed at 1:30 in the morning, set the alarm for 2:30 and scrambled around to finish packing. Got to the airport by 5:15 for an uneventful, yet pleasantly chatty ride here to New Jersey.
I’m moving to Italy… Wow. I don’t think it’s quite sunk in yet, and won’t ’til early Thursday, tomorrow, when I arrive at Milano Malpensa Airport and find my way by train to the Cadorna stop near the center of town. I’ll be hearing Italian all around, and it’ll be hot. That ought to be an indicator for me!
The “Ciao Bella Gelato” stand here at the airport felt like an early “welcome home” message.
by Maureen | Jun 15, 2009 | Introspection, Journal
Late Sunday night. Minutes before midnight. I’ll be at the airport by 5:00 a.m. on Wednesday, so I have just two days left in Seattle. “Goodbyes” and “See-You-Laters” are stacked one on top of the other, leaving snippets of time to tend to the details of the move itself. But the fare-the-wells are essential. (I’ll get it all done, really!)
I sold my car today! (That’s a commitment to going!) Then my brother and his wife drove me south to the airport to pick up a rental car for two days. What a lesson in bad signage at the airport! Perhaps next time I’ll rent a car from a company that WANTS me to find them, rather than renting from Budget! We wasted an hour searching for their rental counter.
Let the travel experience begin!
Minutiae – IMPORTANT minutiae – are what’s left for the most part. Those details, and actually packing my bags (which I haven’t really started yet). Time to really focus and concentrate (as if I haven’t been for months?!) Then, come Wednesday morning, I leave it all behind. What I haven’t gotten done by then must not have been “mission critical”.
