My new husband and I arrive in Naples, Italy on a bright, beautiful day. We see several people hopping into taxes, but we figure we’ll try the subway. We’re worldly people. We can handle public transportation. The plan is to take the subway to the main train station. Then we’ll hop on a train and head to Pompeii. At the end of the docks is a map of the surrounding area. After regarding the the map we take off in the direction of the subway. No wait, it’s that way. No, it’s definitely this way. We walk past the sign roughly one hundred times. Finally heading in the, for sure, right direction, we’re on our way. We got this!
May 12, 2015 marks two years of marriage. In that time, my husband and I traveled to Europe, moved 800 miles across the country and bought our first home. I look forward to the many adventures that lie before us.
This is my home. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
Feeling: Tired. We moved into our new home last week. Frankly, it’s exhausting just looking at the boxes left to be unpacked. While I’ve made some pretty good progress, I’m having difficulty concentrating on work when I’m surrounded by so much clutter!
Side note: I had a little fun messing with friends on Facebook. I hinted at a four-letter-word change in my life. The word, of course, was “home”, but everyone jumped immediately to “baby”. Unfortunately, no one is as excited about a home purchase as baby. But I am super excited so that’s all that counts. 🙂
It only took me three years, but here is an engagement photo of Frank and me. I figured since it’s Valentine’s (post-Vday), I’d share a picture of my boo and me. Honestly, I don’t really care about Valentine’s day either way. Celebrate, don’t celebrate, recognize SAD, or have a Galentine’s. Whatever you do, it never hurts to spread love.
Day 7 we arrived in Rhodes, Greece. After walking around in the picturesque town for about an hour, we returned to the ship to spend the rest of the day sipping drinks by the pool.
The next day our boat was tendered off the coast of Santorini, Greece. The port does not accommodate large vessels, and our ship was ginormous. The company shuttled us back and forth on smaller boats to get to the island. Santorini is basically an island formed by leftovers from a massive volcanic explosion. The result is absolutely gorgeous. Santorini was hands down my favorite stop and one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been so this is going to be a long post.