I went to Rome with my friend, Michelle, in March of 2007. It was an art history tour of the Eternal City. I am not much of a tour girl, but I was totally blind sided when I fell in love with the city. It was an inexplicable passion. I think I might have been meant to live there.This is a little funny because I am thoroughly New England. I am not fashion conscious, I work for fun, food is something to power my body instead of to enjoy and I might even be a Type A. The antithesis of the Roman lifestyle.
Last week I received a notice from the gentleman who led our tour that he is going again in March of 2009..... and I can't stop thinking about it. I am looking for a reason that I HAVE to go. Perhaps my little sister who has been wanting to go to Italy needs a companion? Maybe Michelle wants to go again? I have even googled the hotel where we stayed to see if I could just rent a room and skip the tour.
Being a business owner in our sad economy means that I have to consider every penny I spend. My obsessive visiting of Rome in my head tells me that I will be going. Maybe not next year, but soon.
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A girl's gotta do what her heart says to!
It is your heart, not your head.
I agree... I think that the connection, and feeling like maybe you had even been meant to live there, is reason enough. :)
Oh, I forgot to say that I wish I lived closer to you... if only so you could have the doublefile viburnum that you crave. I have one that doesn't like my dry soil enough for me to keep babying it along, and I'm looking for a new home for it. (And yet I like it too much to give it to my Mom, which is my usual way of killing plants off without having to be directly responsible for the death, lol.)
I would love to be closer to you to BSG- so I could get that Doublefile Viburnum!
Using you mother for killing off plants... hmmm... I feel another post coming on, but I use my mother for different things.
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