Friday, I checked off hike the Appalachian Trail from the bucket list. I had set an alarm to pick up a trip at 4. EDI didn't happen, nor did Starburst Strawberry water ice at Rita's but that's a different story for another time.
At 9, when I checked my schedule, there was a Milan trip on my line. MILAN. With J. I almost fell off my couch!
We went to the Duomo for the rosaries, followed by mass. They were hearing confession too. I sat in awe and wonder and practically had to pinch myself to believe I was actually there.
Then there was gelato. So delicious.
I had pistachio; J had cream and hazelnut.
We met up with a few people from the crew and had dinner at a Yelp find a few blocks away. I had pear and cheese tortellini, followed by lamb and potatoes. Tears. Of. Joy.
Considering this is my last official 'pour the cokes' trip, I am so thankful that I got to go out with quite a bang!! I have this week or so to pack and prepare for Peru, and then I'm back to being a desk jockey.
It's gonna be good.