And so, tomorrow we leave. That is, it always starts at the Malpensa airport is closed because of Icelandic volcanic ash cloud is blocking all airports in Northern Europe in the world. If so, is I can remain locked in Newark, from Newark to Milan for the leg. In fact, the canceled flight with kids still missing in my honors, but to want to see from another angle, is a bit 'as a video game: beginner level, direct flight to your destination. Advanced level, with a stopover flight. Master level flight with a stopover with cancellation is intermediate.
I pretend to take a joke, but I shake my wrists at the thought!
Oh well, anyway this is the last or one of the last posts of this season, the blog closes and takes his leave until the next sailing adventures of Purple Family.
This time I would close with greetings and thanks. I greet all those who suffered
usually it ranging from the cinema before the end of the credits, you can also stop reading now because I promise you that by the end of the post will not happen again nothing new.
thank all the fans of the Purple Family, I write my diary in particular to allow a memory to my daughters but a little 'for you. They say that man is a social animal, it must be true because a community, albeit virtual, it is still a community and if I have an open view on our lives, I used the same window to watch myself a little 'out , or at least imagine it.
Thank you very much for being my friend Elizabeth made a commitment to receive and publish my posts sent radio one byte at a time.
I thank all my friends and a special greeting to my friends who are mothers of one or more children, dear girls, believe me when I say that even knowing that in many situations you would understand perfectly what I felt made me feel less alone and less alien, and I have been a comfort and help.
I thank my family, who understood the meaning and significance that I attach to this project by boat, and my motives, and accepted even when they disagree or encourage it, helping to make this possible, each in its own way.
And a special thanks to Alessio for his inexhaustible patience and for sharing with me the care of girls and more have made entirely bear the responsibility of navigation and boat maintenance and cleaning and cooking. Let's say it bluntly, you've made a butt layer.
I write when I'm almost always in a good mood and therefore in this blog seem more rational, in control of the situation and can even do the spirit, but behind the scenes there were too many of my tears, the crisis, " 'm not gonna take it anymore, "the musical and Paturnie, Ale and I have always been close, not that there is an alternative to proximity, while in the boat in the middle of the islands, but this takes away the merit of His performance, outstanding as always. Thank you my love!
missing photos, you say. They come, they arrive, and you will be warned.
Fair winds to all!