Five weeks down, one to go!
I love Airbnb. We have just arrived at our fourth and last Airbnb of the trip (we are in Florence now), and it is just perfect. I don't think I will ever stay in a hotel again. Our place is beautiful, spacious and sparkling. There is a kitchen, living room, porch, two bedrooms and three baths…we can spread out, unpack and relax. YAY! This place is both unbelievable and a huge step up from our slightly rundown apartment in Cinque Terra. Even the bed is comfortable here!
Traveling is exhausting. Traveling with three enormous bags, a stroller, two backpacks and a three-year-old on two trains and in a cab is downright grueling! I am not sure who had it worse; Brian, who was carrying the three large bags and stroller (they were VERY heavy) up and down stairs, on and off trains, through the train station and finally up five flights of stairs OR me, trying to carry two (small and not so heavy) backpacks but chasing and carrying a wiggling, laughing, singing at the top of his lungs wild child. Hmmm…never mind; I definitely had a more difficult job. I’m just kidding: my poor husband is amazing. We have made it to Florence and are now in the final week of our trip.
I just put Andy down for a nap, and Brian went out to get some food, water and Prosecco (we really deserve it). I am so happy right now that I feel like dancing and yelling, “I’m alone, I’m alone, I’m alone” at the top of my lungs, and I would, but then I might risk waking Andy up. So, instead, I am quietly typing away on my computer with my legs stretched out across this comfy leather couch and a big, fluffy pillow behind my back.
I just finished unpacking, and now I can relax. I love the feeling of unpacking my bags and putting my clothes in drawers after weeks of traveling. In drawers, you can find your things easily, and everything has a place. It is so much better than living out of a suitcase. It is easier to find matching socks and, more importantly, the one pair of underwear that is the most comfortable….
There is the sound of a key in the door. Brian is back with a bag full of goodies and good news. He has found a yoga studio on our street and a mom and pop café, plus the grocery store carries almond milk! I love this city already. I can’t wait to explore tonight and the rest of the week.
It is hard to believe we have already been in Europe for five weeks. On the train this afternoon, I was day dreaming, staring out of the window and thinking about all of the places we have been and the experiences we have had. This has been an amazing journey - one that I probably never would have agreed to go on prior to having my heart condition. I would have thought of a million excuses why it wouldn't work or why we "shouldn't" go. My heart condition, ARVC, sucks; there is no doubt about that, but I am really grateful for everything I have done over the last few years because of it.
I never would have started my own PT practice, written a book, agreed to have a network show or taken six weeks to travel in Europe. It all seems like a wild ride. I wouldn't wish this disease on anyone, but I am glad that it has pushed me to do things that would have made me uncomfortable before. As Andy would say, "Now I am ready for my next adventure!"