Aunt, Uncle, Mom, and Dad. Here they are after 24 hours of traveling. Safe, sound, and slightly delirious on a conspicuously empty bus at the Marco Polo airport. This is their first trip across the Atlantic, and I daresay that the next week will produce more than a few lifelong memories. The vacation hadn't even started and already my aunt had a near fist fight with a French flight attendant and my dad managed to enter Italy without a stamp in his passport.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Mia Famiglia in Italia
Aunt, Uncle, Mom, and Dad. Here they are after 24 hours of traveling. Safe, sound, and slightly delirious on a conspicuously empty bus at the Marco Polo airport. This is their first trip across the Atlantic, and I daresay that the next week will produce more than a few lifelong memories. The vacation hadn't even started and already my aunt had a near fist fight with a French flight attendant and my dad managed to enter Italy without a stamp in his passport.
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