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"A word to the wise ain't necessary --
it's the stupid ones that need the advice."
-Bill Cosby
posted by Kate Marie | 6:42 PM | Permalink
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You taking Peanut and Cashew with you? Or is this a vacation? ;-)
Yes, it's an actual vacation, CIV -- more for me than for Sadeeq, though. He'll be putting in a few mornings (but just a few) meeting Italian judges and learning about Italian jurisprudence for CLE credits. My parents get a vacation with their granddaughters, and Peanut and Cashew get a vacation with extremely doting grandparents. It's win-win-win!
I've fantasized about taking along one of those old-fashioned leather-bound journals and really writing about the trip, but I have a feeling that particular fantasy will go the way of all best-laid plans.
We have good friends in Rome -- he's an economist, but also a classical history buff, she's an art historian -- whom we're planning to see a lot of.
I'm looking forward to it, but it doesn't yet seem real. We're so much in the thick of everyday life here that it probably won't hit me until we're actually on the plane.
KM, do keep that journal if you can, even if all you do is jot down the whens and the wheres and dash off a few quick impressions. You'll be glad you did; the kids will be, too.
(I have a couple of Rome-related travel tips to offer, but I'll pop 'em in an email...)
Jeff, I'd love to hear your Rome travel-related tips!
Have a great time in Rome, KM. I suppose that you know that I proposed to my lovely wife in the Eternal City.
Jeffery Hodges
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Thanks, Jeffery. I had forgotten the story of your proposing to your lovely wife in Rome. We'll drink a toast to you while we're there (I haven't forgotten your lovely post about toasts).
Sadeeq proposed to me outdoors, in the snow, in front of a Dunkin' Donuts shop we used to frequent -- there's something eternal about Dunkin' Donuts coffee, isn't there? We were impoverished students at the time, and I insisted that there be no diamond ring, so for the first ten years of our marriage, I wore a simple gold wedding band. On our tenth anniversary, S. had a limo take us to a swank restaurant in Santa Monica on the beach, then he gave me a dozen red roses, and while we walked on the beach he put his arm around me with one hand and reached into his jacket pocket with the other, . . . and I -- who was still clueless and furthermore never one to pass up an opportunity for a punch line -- said, "What, are you proposing?" Well, it turns out he was, in a way. It was a sort of fairy tale, alternate-world reenactment of our engagement. *With* the ring this time. And it was beautiful. And I still feel bad for having interjected with a joke.
Have a great time in the world's most beautiful city! I agree with Jeff: you *should* keep a notebook, even if it's only quick jottings in one of those moleskine things you can buy at the airport bookstore. I read over my Rome journal (which is nothing special) with a lot of pleasure.
I have Roman eyes. . and Russian hands.
Mae West is quoted as saying "If you keep a journal, some day it may keep you."
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