So, now my trip is over and the pictures and posts have all been published. (Well, not ALL the pictures - we have about 600 "keepers" from the thousand we took... and I'll likely continue posting one once in a while). It was a "trip of a lifetime" as they say, and was a chance to spend 8 days nonstop with my husband, disconnected from the internet and my BlackBerry and work and the mortgage and grocery shopping and laundry. And explore another part of the world.
And the beauty of the trip is that while I was learning about another part of our huge world, I kept wanting more. I want to see Paris, and Japan, and Egypt and London and Spain and Hawaii and Ireland and Vietnam and Peru and Costa Rica and Alaska on and on and on...
The world is big and deep and there is so much to see and do, and so much life outside of mine in Chicago.
And if there's one more thing I learned through my week in Italy, it’s this: we’re all really the same. You might speak Italian or Chinese or Pig Latin instead of English, but you breathe in and out, and eat breakfast in the morning. You still get stuck in traffic and get wet when it rains, and carry a briefcase. You still get stuck in traffic. You still wait in lines, and help your Grandma up the stairs, and curse when you forget something at home. You run chasing after your bus has started pulling away from the curb, and you still want the best deal on groceries. You celebrate and mourn and laugh and cry, and live and seek happiness and love and fun and adventure. Though the differences were visible, so were the similarities… the humanity of it all. We have so much more in common than we do different.