It's hard to believe our time in Italy is over. Months of thought and planning and excitement and there's nothing left but to land and hug and kiss our loves that we've been missing. We've had plenty enough public transportation and airports and airplanes to last us quite a while. I'm writing this with 2 hours to go on our last leg into SFO. I've already watched 6 movies, eaten countless "meals", have no sense of real time, just that I'm tired, cramped, and am so close to holding my family I can almost taste it. Ciao to the Italian adventure, time to live the excitement of "normal" again for a while.