An Addition To Thie Morning's Blog

In a few hours my husband and I are leaving for Rome, via Atlanta.  As I guess I have written recently, this is his treat, and a grand one, first class on  Air France to Fiumicino Airport outside of Rome where we will be met by a car and driver from our hotel, the Hassler Villa Medici, located at the top of the Spanish Steps on a small piazza to the side of the celebrated Trinita dei Monti.  We are excited, me particularly, because we both love Rome.  I lived there for two years so I have strong memories.  I saw the city first in September of 1962, walking aggressively form morning to night, intoxicated by the sights, the architecture, the people--the typical Roman experience.  This trip will be far quieter; we neither of us can walk well, so going from the hotel to the Borgheese Gardens will not be a stroll but a struggle.  This is a wordy introduction to the announcement that I will be silent at least for the next ten days.  Beyond that I am thinking of shutting up for good or for the foreseeable future.  I don't feel that I have that much to say, and would be better served by holding "in brain" conversations with myself.  It is my habit, has been all my life, to talk to myself, forming the words in my brain where they sound, or so it seems, but are not audible outside my head. I guess everyone does that, although how folks with those ubiquitous buds in their ears manage to hear themselves talk is beyond me.  Anyway, I am going to have a great time.