Post Trip Prose from our Resident Poet

ODE TO MY TUSCANITES

It wasn’t the first time I was asked

But it seemed like such a daunting task.

Leaving everything behind
(for almost two weeks)

Was I out of my mind?

When you start out at the airport with pizza and beer

It can only go downhill from there.

Intros are made and settling in starts

The hotel and staff really stole our hearts.

A private driver and tour guides to boot

We threw around euros like it was fake loot!

Walking and shopping and posing galore

There wasn’t one amongst us who was a “boar”.

Now food and wine were of major import

But, in all of Tuscany, only one chicken could be bought?

AHH to the SPA, what a perfect day

Lunch in a park that could take your breath away.

Giuseppe…Ricardo… Roberto… were delightful chaps

Who quenched our thirst with Prosecco and “Caps”!

A map, a suggestion, an appointment…Beatrice was there

With her behind the desk, we didn’t have a care.

The countryside, the mountains, the sounds and the sights

Of course, we”ll remember til Alzheimer’s bites!

But for me the company I keep is the kick

And I’m pleased to say you ladies did the trick.

10 girls on a mission but not like Kashi

I only knew 4, but now I have a bigger posse!

Homebound flights didn’t go so well

But on the negative let’s not dwell.

After delays we were on our way

But my memories of Tuscany and you I’m sure will stay!

October 2012