So back to that thread from Jeff, (JJKDC) who’s ID name I constantly mess up in my head adding all kind of letters that don’t belong when my memory loss hits me,
so Katina says…….well I can go in February, how about February? I stare at it SO HARD and because of her, I pushed that button, than buttons started pushing from everywhere, some quickly, some slowly after much thought, two more from Australia, one from Ireland, one from England, one from California, one from Utah, two from New York and my tiny little state “Maryland”
Who are these scarves who went to Rome you may be thinking? Well I’m going to tell you about them.
Katina – lives in Australia but is Greek as well, one thing I know if I ever meet him, I’m going to love her poppa, anybody who want’s to tell me what Greek word such and such came from is alright in my book ! windex is for movies ! He is real. Kat went to Italy with her daughter last year, they met up with Melissa, TA’s aussie girl--Melissa and I had talked yes we are traveling together, I believe she told Katina one day we are going to Italy with Jeannette and Katina being reserved and cautious of course thinks I am not doing any such thing with a stranger ! Never say never ……..Katina looks like Jennifer Aniston to me, dresses in such nice fashions that she could show the Italian ladies a thing or two and that’s saying something because we all know Italian women are beautiful and know how to dress. Beautiful outside…beautiful inside, that’s Katina
Lilly – aussie two !
who we have nicknamed Luscious Lilly and she is – I am sentimental and emotional it comes with being Cancer the crab, LL is my partner in crime in that department, we like to touch everything to really feel it, sounds cause emotion, music can make tears – not unhappy ones – the ones that mean your alive and you know you blessed and lucky to see or hear what you just witnessed. I think booking this trip was a big emotional step for Lilly, she didn’t travel without her husband before, dear Henry, and we aren’t talking about a few hours flight, this is the real McCoy…….all the way around the world for some 24 hours but she did it ! She can be on the quiet side at times but when she opens her mouth watch out for the zinger because your sides will be splitting with laughter, a dead-on sense of humor ! I won’t ever hear the words “Ciao Bella” without thinking of Lilly ….ever.
Yvonne - aussie three
is who led me to this discovery of the red thread…….she realized it and described it to me, it hit me so strong that she was right that I even tied a small piece of red thread inside a purse on a zipper. Me and my Yvonne (and yes I have claimed her as my own) began our red-thread in Orvieto, we were looking to stay in the same place last year but going at different times, Yvonne made it there first….same place, same bed, when I arrived I got angels, Yvonne knew I was coming wrote me a note on a postcard with angels, told me to take care of Aramo our B&B manager, after that – our destiny was sealed and that postcard has been at my bedside ever since – even to this trip in Rome, Yvonne “has it goinnnnnnnn on as I like to say” she is smart as a whip, stunning I say and I had to tell her , dear Yvonne, I don’t know if u ever noticed but you are built like nobody’s business, women half your age would die for that figure, how the *ell do you do it? Seriously guys, tall, thin, legs from here to Ethiopia, dresses smart, loves my man Michelangelo, before she retired she was a nurse and somehow I don’t know who gave it to her but she has been given an injection of “the fountain of youth” cuz dear sista Yvonne can hang, 2 am , 3 am , who said I’m going in??? a smile to die for, her whole face smiles… that is Yvonne ! and she is still there now as I write…
so that’s our aussies….including Melissa who couldn’t be with us
now we jump over to England with Julie..also known as jessybobs, she is luckiest woman alive, she can get those Ryan airfares dirt cheap and be over in Italy so fast, me and Julie love Italian romance and man stories……..way back she was telling me I’ve got some stories too you know and it starts with a smooch on a bridge in Venice, well after that our red thread is tied, glued and has been going on ever since…. Her accent sounds just like the Beatles and I could listen to her talk forever, slow of course cuz I have to listen carefully to a Brit accent , I’ve got that American affliction with accents, she understands me perfectly because of tv but I found myself asking her more than once, I’m sorry what did u say? We all planned Julie was going to be hoarse because we were going to make her talk and talk and talk………I love the stories about her and her mom traveling, especially when she got her mom paranoid about the suitcase weight and her Mom wore two bras on the plane, that is just the thing my mom would do, (or me for that matter)
Kathleen is from England but lives in Ireland - I got to know her much later but better late than never, if anyone becomes a saint for the love of cats, dear Kathleen is it, she donates part of her salary to them, feeds many many strays, gets them fixed, wakes at the crack of dawn to start this process, Julie and Kathleen met in Venice so I got to know her thru Julie, we didn’t get many days in Rome but I’m grateful for the time she could spend with us, she’s sweet as sugar pie !
The USA contingent – consists of some ladies who went and others who couldn’t but they were there in spirit and with a trusty and un-trusty webcam by the Pantheon. I will tell you about them next than onto Rome….big intro I know but it had to be done, so u can understand why this trip was unique and special.