ceej and i, out of necessity, often travel separately.
last spring as i went galavanting through norway and italy
with the beautiful marte and britt, i must admit i was looking
forward to the last half of our stay in rome:
ceej would be meeting up with me in that romantic city.
it's kind of dreamy to say: "ya, i'll be meeting my husband in rome."
after two weeks apart i was thrilled to have ceej by my side again
as we "took a detour" getting to the villa borghese and stumbled
upon an equestrian event, found out that some museums require
a reservation and we were turned away, climbed the spanish steps,
ate the most delicious pasta and gelato, and even did some shopping.
rome was just perfect for us. it was a little on the hot side, but i managed.