(Jon and I will be sure to post pictures once we've arrived back home, but for now, we'll just give you the run down)
Italy. Is. Amazing.
As many of you may know, I managed to come down with a cold two days before our departure. However, I happen to be married to a saintly man who really stepped up to take care of some very necessary, last minute details.
Jeremy was kind enough to take us to the airport on the 19th. After getting turned around only once (had I been driving, it may have taken a little longer), we made it to SFO with plenty of time to spare. Overall, our flights went very well. All three of them:) San Francisco to New York (JFK)-- New York to London (Heathrow) and London to Rome. Unfortunately, colds put a bit of a damper on landings... I couldn't hear for about 24 hours and as you can imagine, congested ears are affected by changes in cabin pressure. The cold improved after landing though. Our luggage arrived safely and we had little trouble finding our hotel.
Adjusting to the change in time was another event:) I believe we woke up at 3:45 am on morning one... Yes! When we decided that we couldn't get back to sleep, we got up, showered, hung out, watched the same news stories loop on CNN for a few hours, then went down to breakfast.
As an aside, it became abundantly clear that you just can't eat pastries every morning and not expect to feel a little doughy. Even with all of the walking. Pastries are delicious, but not good to eat every morning...
Anyway, the following days were better in terms of our circadian rhythms synchronizing... On average, we've been waking up around 5am. This is an improvement!
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