We are in countdown mode for out trip to Italy. We leave September 12th with a night in London, near the airport, then on to Venice the next morning.
Am I ready for this? No! But then I never am. I pack the day before, so don’t ask if I’m all packed and ready to go. Am I excited? No! I get excited when I’m on the plane and can’t stress about what still has to be done before I go. Ken is looking forward to it. Does that mean he’s excited? I’m not sure. Guess I will ask and let you know.
Since our summer has abandoned us already I will enjoy an extension of it while we are away. The temperatures will be in the 20c + and in some areas upper 20’s so that will be enjoyable.
Another perk for me is a second season of fresh figs. Here the season is short, really short; three weeks only. In Italy they will still be on the trees and wonderfully, mushily (yes I know it’s not a word) ripe, juicy and sweet. I’m salivating just thinking of them. As you can tell I really like them, a lot!