How We Know It's Time to Go Home, and a Brief Summary

We've had a fabulous trip, but it's time for us to go home. We leave first thing tomorrow morning. Here's how we know we're ready to go.

• We've run out of most of our toiletries.
• We're tired of our clothes.
• I'm getting ready to start breaking selfie sticks.

Here I am on a gondola! Here I am on a gondola! Look at me!

• We've been traveling together for 5 weeks and still love each other. But we don't want to push it.
• We've run out of money.
• We miss our family and friends at home.
• All the pigeons in Italy have figured out that Greg carries bread in his pocket, and they follow him everywhere.

Greg with his friends.

• Our toilet still isn't right.
• Greg has read all the books on his Kindle. 
• We're sick of gelato. Ha! THAT will never happen.
• We miss our dog.
• Greg has a blister on his foot. (thankfully, no picture here)

A Summary of our 35 Days

• 35 days with no interruptions due to rain
• 30 days with cappucino
• 35 days with at least one extraordinary food experience
• 35 days where we walked a grand total of 210.2 miles on 4 tired feet
• 14 days of driving through rural Italy and we returned the car (and us) in one piece
• 4 days in Venice and still no gondola ride
• 35 days of trying to blend in but still being greeted in English
• 29 days with gelato
• 35 days of trying not to read about the US political news
• 11 nights where we went to the local markets and brought our dinner home
• 35 days with at least one of us saying "Wow! Look at that!"
• 34 days with a glass of wine

Thanks to all of you who followed along on part or all of this journey. I've loved your comments.

I'll close with a few pictures Greg took last night. The evenings in Venice are the most beautiful, I think.