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The pilot had to take us on a rather roundabout course over England, Scotland and Iceland before crossing the Atlantic. He was apparently avoiding flying over London because of all of the air traffic there from people leaving the Summer Olympics (which was about all we saw on television during our visit). This flight did not seem as bad as the flight out, maybe because we were flying in daylight this time and didn’t have to worry about sleeping.
I gained three pounds in Italy. I guess it could have been worse -- all of the walking we did must have counteracted at least some of that food!
My impressions of Italy are: the land itself is amazingly beautiful, historic and artistically significant. The food varies depending on what region you’re in, but all of it is good and worth every calorie. The people are very voluble, and intense about everything they do. They really do use lots of hand gestures. They’re friendly but also shrewd – not above trying to make a sale. They’re not shy about protesting against their government. They care deeply about beauty and aesthetics, how things look. They love life and enjoy all of its pleasures. They also live life at a much slower pace than Americans, because they want to savor all of these pleasures. Things take time in Italy.
There was so much we didn’t see, we’ll definitely have to go back some day. I think next time we’ll feel comfortable enough going on our own.
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