Take the 5:52 a.m. Leonardo Express to Fiumicino. Jump through Italy's departure hoops. Arrive Newark. The U.S. hoops seem worse. "Welcome home," says the Customs Agent. Indeed, even though it wasn't Indianapolis and Greenwood, Newark felt like home. Continental Express wings us to Indianapolis, arriving only 30 minutes late. Meet Amy. Load up the car. One stop before home: Taco Bell. We've been craving TB for days. Then home, Emma kitsy, Lu and Eloise hammies. Breathe deeply, then on to the next adventure.
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After reading through the whole blog, I have only one thing to say: wow. I've always wanted to go to Italy, myself, and after seeing your photos and hearing about the places you visited, it makes me want to see it even more! [Maybe someday, haha.]
Glad to hear you had a fantabulous time. :]
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