Nic and I are sitting at the Frankfurt airport waiting for the last leg of the flight--to JFK. I'm too lazy to go into my locker to get my Italian-English dictionary and getting a little frustrated with this German keyboard which is different than the Italian keyboard which is different than my Macbook. So I may have misspelled "Arreverdercci!" I know I'm sounding a little whiney--or as Nic would say,"Shall I call the wambulance?" My disposition shows me it's time to go home.
I have nothing to complain about--we spent the last four days with the cousins and were treated royally. Nicoletta and her husband, Vincenzo drove us to the airport early this morning after cooking a four-course meal last night and giving us their bed. Nicoletta and Vincenzo live in a spanking new modern apt. on the outskirts of Rome. Cousin Lia joined us for the dinner. Earlier, Nicoletta picked us up from the Caesar House on Via Cavour to show us around the Borghese Gardens. Photos to follow
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