All that's old is new again

I wanted to post a list of 10 things that Kerri and I learned in India, but waiting in the airport at 2 AM, we mainly came up with a list of gripes (always bring TP! Don't expect that the directions anyone gives you are ever correct! Watch out for flying spit! Cows ALWAYS have the right of way -- Kerri having figured that out when trying, with no success at all, to push past one in the market). So those are lame things, and not very much reflective of the trip so much as of the hour of departure. Maybe Kerri can post her thoughts? Anyone else have great travel lessons?

Once we boarded at 2:35 AM, we were out cold. And from that point on, it has been along day of deja vu. Kerri and I had cappucinos at the airport in the same spot that I've spent LOTS of time waiting due to delays. As I boarded the flight to Florence, the misty skyline looked like the morning I left a small town in Wisconsin a few years ago -- the air, the view, the walk to the airplane, it was all eerily the same. When I arrived, I ended up sharing a taxi with another girl from NYU, and it turned out that we'd both spent a good deal of time in Florence in 1999. And then, when I got to the hostel (yes, I'm 26, and I'm staying in a hostel. I'm a student. Blah.) it was the SAME ONE I stayed in when I was 18 and my friend Danny and I did the requisite tour of Europe at warp speed. I had no idea when I booked this place, but it is absolutely the same! Life is funny sometimes.

So once my laundry is dry (oh, how I appreciate clean clothes!!!! Nothing ever stays clean for long during the hot weather in India) I'm am off to enjoy more of this town that I know, love and can actually remember my way around. Ciao, belli!