And the third for the week is.... ITALY!

Italy prepared me for this class. so i know that it will all work out, and maybe we'll learn somethings as a result of the incidental confusion. the second night in Italy, we ate dinner with our hosts/friends in a vivacious lovely restaurant near the Spanish Steps. Afterwards our host went to get his car at the top of the Steps. Well 4 hours later, his wife was raving mad and our host was not to be found. It was close to midnight, and she said, "He is not coming back for us, we will just go to Ostria. I will go get your bags at the hotel and call for a cab.He will never do this to you again, believe you me." (They lived in Ostria- we were supposed to stay there, we had been in a hotel the first night.) It was so lively on those Steps, we met all kinds of people, talked with the wife's friends who walked by, etc. so the time had flown. But I did not want the wife to walk alone through dark streets to go to the hotel. So i said, "Go with my husband to the hotel. I will stay here,there are so many people here, i will be fine." They agreed, and no sooner had they left that it was midnight. I think a big bell rang. And the Square cleared out within a minute. Even the street cleaner and the chestnut seller packed up. I was alone in a new country, in the dark, without a soul around me. And I knew that I looked like a tourist and that it was obvious that my hidden money wallet was loaded. And I was suddenly petrified. I slinked into a doorway so that no one would see me and tried to come to terms with the surrealistic events that were occurring. And after a week, well at least it felt like that, everyone arrived, including my host, who had driven a friend to Ostria and then had come back for us. He was all smiles against his wife's frowns, and we just had to fall in love with him all over again. And it worked out. Things that are not life threatening have a way of working out... So I think, my portal will be done, my web page will be done, and it will all work out. With a couple stories to tell. Now that is not so bad...










