As most of you know, my sister Chazy struggled with cancer for the last 7 months and left us in December. Her illness and death has taken a toll on all of us in ways I would have never imagined. The last month was horrific on so very many levels, and the only thing that kept me from crumbling was the thought of a spa vacation after all of this was over. As the days got tougher, the spas got more elaborate. The fantasy started to take shape after her death as a way to move forward emotionally and physically, so I roped Lisa into coming with me, LaLa is going to watch from afar, and Brad and John signed on immediately.
We (I) picked a spa just outside of Milano in the Franciacorta region of Italy. It happens to be an hour away from one of my best friends in the world. 🙂 The initial thought of 7 days of mud wraps and raw food quickly devolved into 4 days of mud wraps with pasta and wine, coupled with 8 days of travel in Northern Italy.
Chazy would approve.
But first we fly home to host Chazy’s 70th birthday party with all her friends and colleagues.
Jacksonville airport didn’t disappoint — 10 minutes from the front door through security and then, thanks to my dear friend Janet, Club JAX provided a lovely breakfast and cappuccino.
Civilized Cross Many Countries 