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Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour
Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour
Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour
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Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour

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My first trip abroad was a nine day walking tour of Italy, from Rome to Florence to Venice. I discovered that parts of Italy, Florence in particular, were overrun with statues of naked men, everywhere I looked. Maybe that was my fault. Maybe I shouldn’t have been paying so much attention.
Both my sister and I seemed to be trying to discover just how many ways there were to embarrass ourselves in a foreign country (while my niece somehow managed to remain relatively unscathed).
The food, from pasta to pizza to tiramisu to gelato, was truly incredible – not to mention wine every single night with dinner! Such civilized people, the Italians!
This is a short, funny book describing my summer trip to Italy. From the flower covered balconies prevalent in the cities, the ancient structures such as the Colosseum layered with centuries of human experience, to the thrill of meeting new people and becoming a world traveler, Italy was a blast.
Oh yes, let’s not forget the naked statues. Not to mention an abundance of real, live, very hot looking Italians!
What a vacation!

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Release dateAug 31, 2013
ISBN9781301606764
Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour
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Nancy Millikin Tubbs

Nancy Millikin Tubbs is the author of several books, including "Fresh and Crispy: Journal of an Italian Walking Tour," a humorous look at her first trip abroad; "The Invisible Bridge," a book written following the death of her husband; "Unconditional Grace," a book of prayers; "Hummingbird Inn," an historical romance and mystery novel; "The Key of Nostradamus," about, you guessed it, the key of Nostradamus; and "Rustic Breads and Spreads," a cookbook. She lives in Mississippi with her mother, helps out when she can with the local Humane Society, and spends her days gardening, cooking and reading. When she can get away with it.

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    Fresh and Crispy - Nancy Millikin Tubbs

    My first trip abroad was a nine day walking tour of Italy, from Rome to Florence to Venice. I discovered that parts of Italy, Florence in particular, were overrun with statues of naked men, everywhere I looked. Maybe that was my fault. Maybe I shouldn’t have been paying so much attention.

    Both my sister and I seemed to be trying to discover just how many ways there were to embarrass ourselves in a foreign country (while my niece somehow managed to remain relatively unscathed).

    The food, from pasta to pizza to tiramisu to gelato, was truly incredible – not to mention wine every single night with dinner! Such civilized people, the Italians!

    This is a short, funny book describing my summer trip to Italy. From the flower covered balconies prevalent in the cities, the ancient structures such as the Colosseum layered with centuries of human experience, to the thrill of meeting new people and becoming a world traveler, Italy was a blast.

    Oh yes, let’s not forget the naked statues. Not to mention an abundance of real, live, very hot looking Italians!

    What a vacation!

    Fresh and Crispy:

    Journal of an Italian

    Walking Tour

    By

    Nancy Millikin Tubbs

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright 2013 by Nancy Millikin Tubbs

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    Other books by Nancy Millikin Tubbs

    The Invisible Bridge

    Hummingbird Inn

    Unconditional Grace

    The Key of Nostradamus

    Rustic Breads and Spreads

    Ann kissing Tony!

    Colosseum, on the orientation drive.

    Chapter One

    ARE WE THERE YET?

    Day 1 – Sunday, May 26th, 2013 – Depart USA. Overnight flight to Rome - Planes - from Memphis to Chicago, from Chicago to Rome.

    Just how many ways are there to actually die of embarrassment?

    I recently took a trip to Italy in order to find out. I took a sister, Kay, along as a research assistant.

    Actually, the trip was her idea. As it turned out, she was well prepared. We also took her oldest daughter, Lisa.

    Because we knew, on occasion, that we were probably going to need a guinea pig.

    An exaggeration, of course. We took a wonderful trip to Italy with Trafalgar Tours, a company I highly recommend if you are looking to plan a trip. It just happened that the trip also turned out to be a study in embarrassment.

    But, seriously, that was part of the fun!

    First, we had to get there. I saw a quote recently that stated that flying in a plane entails hours of boredom punctuated by moments of stark terror.

    I’m forced to disagree. In my own experience, flying in a plane entails hours of stark terror punctuated by moments of boredom.

    As I glanced casually over to gaze through the window of the plane during take-off, all I could see in that brief glimpse was the planet falling away from me at breakneck speed. And I seemed to be the only one having a problem with it.

    Seriously?

    My first experiment, as it turned out, wasn’t an experiment in how to die of embarrassment. It was an experiment to determine just how sick I could actually become while on a transcontinental flight.

    I succeeded beyond my wildest expectations, as I’m sure many before me have also done.

    I spent most of the flight to Rome sporting a lovely green complexion, occupying my spare time with a frantic search for the airsick bag. I’d have gladly paid someone to shoot me. (Just put me out of my misery, please. I’ll pay for the gun.)

    Somewhere along the line, Lisa gave me a Dramamine, and although that did help, by that time I was already so far gone, there wasn’t really any coming back.

    I did discover that I could close my eyes whenever we were going up, or down, and that helped. Occasionally, though, I would think that we had leveled out, and open my eyes briefly, only to re-experience that giddy feeling of watching the Earth falling away at chilling speed.

    Oops.

    Don’t look.

    I kept reminding myself that God had us in the palm of His hands, and that, surely, he hadn’t given me 58 years of life, only to kill me with air sickness somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean on the way

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