Today my sister turned sixty.
Of course I'm the baby of the family so hitting the big 6-0 mark must be rubbed in thoroughly and well.
And five weeks from this morning we'll both be landing in Venice. Again.
The first time we did this was four years ago, just a couple weeks after I turned fifty. (Yes, I do realize you can probably do the math here. ). So it only seems fitting that we will celebrate her sixtieth in the same manner. Last time it was just three of us my nephew and I researched and researched where we wanted to go. This time my niece will also go, so it will be fun showing a newby around Italy now that we're old pros.
We are going to the same places, even staying at the same places as last time except for Venice because our flat was already rented. But this time we are adding a few more days, I only wish it could be a few more weeks.
Itinerary:
Indy to NY to Venice.
Venice to Volterra (Tuscany). Staying at our agriturismo, an olive farm where our hostess will conduct a private pasta class with my nephew taking pictures. One day trip to Sienna.
Volterra to Manarola. (Cinque Terre). A hiking town on the coast of the Mediterranean.
Manarola to the top of the Spanish Steps. A lovely private Bed and Breakfast owned by a classy lady from Philadelphia who once owned a dress shop in the same location
Day trip to Pompeii escorted by our good looking Italian driver we had the last time. Oh,oh,oh, those Italian men! Who cares if I'm old enough to be his mother?
So Happy Birthday to my sister. Love ya Heidi.
Volterra to Manarola. (Cinque Terre). A hiking town on the coast of the Mediterranean.
Manarola to the top of the Spanish Steps. A lovely private Bed and Breakfast owned by a classy lady from Philadelphia who once owned a dress shop in the same location
Day trip to Pompeii escorted by our good looking Italian driver we had the last time. Oh,oh,oh, those Italian men! Who cares if I'm old enough to be his mother?
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Take her out to dinner.
Some Amish place maybe.
Ha. Well there's a story to that Ed. It seemed that my brothers didn't tell me they were going down there.
So I'm the lousy sibling now who didn't go to my sister's 60th birthday dinner. :-)
I'll just claim I had to stay home to take care of Bobby. Who would help him off the couch he's discovered is good for napping?
I'll take her to dinner in Italy. Or maybe give her an Italian driver for her birthday. No, wait, that would probably kill her.
Looking at the two of you reminds me what 50 looks like. I know what 60 looks like.
Are Hoosiers allowed passports?
We passed ourselves off as Indians, (dot, not feather).
What a lovely way to celebrate a milestone! I hope you and your sister have a wonderful time.
I also celebrated my 50th birthday four years ago, so we are approximately the same age. I threw myself a party, and told my husband I didn't want a gift - all I wanted was a parade. He wasn't very creative in that area, but my daughter (bless her heart) got all the kids (big and little) together with pots and pans, wooden spoons, and kazoos, and they marched around the back yard in a tribute to Babs turning 50. Not quite as exciting as Italy, but it made my day.
Have a safe, enjoyable, relaxing trip!
I love your parade Babs. Nothing beats having the grandkids for a birthday. It sounds like you rang in the half century mark in style.
I "celebrated" my actual birthday by working at two different clients, one of which never paid me.
My official bday is April 2, just escaped being an April Fools Baby.
We talked about you terribly while we adorned our dear sister at the Amish restaurant. It was really good food and a good time was had by all!
Brats.
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