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!
I read this again and smiled. It was a fun trip and this poem said it all.