The Fab Lady on tour in Rome Day 1 Well after recent events, the only sensible solution is a trip full of culture and excellent food, where else but Rome! This trip is even better than I thought possible as I am travelling with another 12 jovial colleagues: Peter B our tour leader with his wife Ingrid H aka Mr T, then the other infamous Ingrid J with her Frank v d P, adorable Meindert B, Emmy G and her friend Yolanda D, Hannie op den B and Cor v d V, Rachel S my room mate (God help her!), Hedwig van I, Louis P and of course .... moi! So all in all a mixed bunch if ever there was one. I travelled to Schiphol with Emmy and Yolanda and a large cappuccino. At Schiphol I got into trouble with the officials and was made to delete a photo I made at the airport!! I didnt know that a photo of Peter Beelen being frisked would be so politically sensitive, hmmmmm perhaps our great tour leader holds some other office of great importance that we minions dont know about, the mind boggles! I spotted Ingrid H on crutches and immediately thought the worst. Luckily she was only spaced out on Diazepam for the journey (hence the nickname Mr. T) and needed the crutches to keep her upright 😉 At Schiphol I headed for Starbucks where I dutifully devoured a caramel Macchiato with three extra shots of espressso and heavy on the caramel. I was determined to start the journey as I intended to go on .... DELICIOUSLY! Whoever has seen the movie Eat, Pray, Love will know exactly what I mean. Only thing is now everyone is sleeping around me in the plane and I am whizzing from the caffeine overdose! Dont you just hate it when total strangers snore around you and then their heads roll on to your shoulders? I mean its only a two-hour flight, not like the recent flights I have been on, where if the occasional George Clooney lookalike rolled his head on to your shoulder, well I would suffer in silence, wouldnt you? As a born again bad girl I immediately ordered a vino blanco while everyone else ordered peach juice and cola YUKKKKK. Having just devoured said glass with small packet of rosemary flavored grissinotti, there seems little else to do to occupy me this flight, as my fellow passengers are all snoring, but have the guts to order another vino bianco or blanco or whatever its called. It worked! I wonder if they would let me go to the cockpit and fly the plane sitting on the pilots lap, talking of which ..... He has suddenly gone into second gear and we are flying over the Alps, I can feel my ears popping as we are losing altitude ....... WTF! Maybe I should order another vino bianco before we go down. I dont know what kind of trip this is going to turn out to be, if I dont write much then you know Imi having a fecking good time, but as my friend Jim Forrest said once, too much text and not enough photos! So I will endeavour to put more photos on FB and whoever wants to read the antics of an unguided missile woman let loose in Rome, where everyone looks like George Clooney, well carry on reading 😉 We are making our approach into Rome airport and the woman next to me has now buckled over on to her drop-down table, still snoring, and she hasnt even had any of the vino bianco courtesy of Alitalia. Poor girl, nice hair, although full of split ends ...... I see everything through my reading glasses hahaha! Signing off going to land, CIAO.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Mar 2014 16:41:24 +0000
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