It Must Be A Sign

Back in 2007, my husband and I made the decision to relocate from the US to Australia, my home country. Prior to leaving the US we took a 3 1/2 week trip to Europe, figuring we didn’t know when we’d get a chance to go back. We were moving to Australia to start a family. The plan was to move, get jobs, start trying. The best laid plans….

We started in England, where we stayed with friends of mine, an hour outside of London. After a few days with them, we went to London for a couple of days. We were on the train from our hostel to the city, when I noticed 3 women sitting across from me. Not traveling together, but all well in to their pregnancies. A couple of days later, we got the Eurostar in to Paris where we spent a forgettable three days. After that we trained it to Florence. I fell in love with Italy the second we got there.

After a few days in Florence we took another train (truly the best way to travel in Europe!) to Rome where we were planning to spend 5 days seeing some of the oldest places in the world. It was absolutely magical and I loved every part of Rome. I wanted to live there. About 4 days in, I was exhausted. We had taken a day trip to Pompeii, and it was all I could do to walk around the town. We had also walked just about every inch of Rome, from the Colosseum to the Pantheon to the Spanish Steps to the Trevi Fountain, we had seen so much. And everywhere we went I kept seeing shopping bags from a European baby store.

The next day, sitting at a cafe, as you do in Italy, I wondered why I hadn’t got that lovely monthly visitor all women get. I had been expecting it back in Paris or Florence, but nothing. We had walked all over Europe and I hadn’t lost any weight. I was exhausted. “What if I’m pregnant?” I said to my husband. “Nah, surely not” I said.

The baby bags kept popping up, and I believe my exact words to him were, “If I see one more of those bags, I’m taking it as a sign I am pregnant.”

I could not make up what happened next.

We walked around a corner, and there was the store. That night, in the Roma train station, I bought a pregnancy test, it was all in Italian. But we knew what Positivo meant. And it came up Positivo in mere seconds. I will never forget that moment, I was in shock, my husband was so excited I thought he’d scream it from the rooftops to all of Rome.

Now I see pregnant women everywhere, but it’s just a sign of what I don’t have.

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Jet Lag & My Atlanta Thrashers

I was just fine heading over to England as far as jet lag goes. Once we got to my friend’s house, we took a nap while she finished up her work day, and I was good to go for the rest of the trip. The return home has not been as easy. I went to sleep between 9 and 10 last night and woke up at 3:30 am. After an hour of tossing and turning, I decided to get up and go into a spare bedroom here at our friends’ house we’re staying at, and catch up on my Brothers & Sisters on For the record, I LOVE and the fact you can watch full episodes of all their shows online! And the best part is that there is only about 1 minute total of commercials.

Unfortunately I didn’t get a nap this afternoon, and we had a gathering beginning at 4:30 pm with several of our local friends. By 8 pm I was ready to go to bed, but knew I had to stick it out as long as possible. I ended up napping on their couch and am a little more awake now, so maybe I can stay up a bit later and sleep a bit later tomorrow. That should shake the lag.

I woke up from my nap on their couch, just in time to see the end of what was a tied game, 4-4, for the Thrashers vs. the Lightning. With 2 minutes left, we scored twice to win 6-4. Just what the boys need, after an 0-6 start this season. I think we are now 5-9 or 6-9. We’re hopefully going to the game Tuesday night. That will be our last Thrashers game for a very long time as we leave the country Saturday. For good. I still can’t believe it and am just really excited to get to Australia. Not looking forward to the 4 more flights it will take to actually get home, but 1 at a time I guess.

Our Last Night

We’re on our last night of our trip, finally! I feel like I have been gone months, Mike would like to keep going I think. It will be nice to touch down in the US tomorrow afternoon!!!

 Here are some things we’ve noticed about Europe:

  • People take their dogs EVERYWHERE. They’re on trains, buses, in restaurants….its awesome!!
  • EVERYONE smokes. It is disgusting.
  • I have been on more trains, drank more tea, and breathed in more second hand smoke in 3 weeks than my entire 29 years leading up to this trip!
  • There is no Starbucks in Italy, they drink REAL coffee in Italia.
  • Switzerland really IS expensive. Think expensive, then double it! We just spent $19 on McDonalds.
  • Public transport in Europe far outdoes anything any city in the US could ever imagine to do. I could live here and never own a car. Maybe a moped, but never a car.
  • Our budget for public toilet use has now exceeded our budget for the first 5 nights in hostels. But hey, they’re clean.

That’s about it for now. We’re off to the hotel to pack and get a good night’s sleep before catching our 9:40 am flight home tomorrow. Adios Europe.