Clooneys in Como
Well, well, well – so we meet again. I bet you thought I was too old to be blogging about Europe trips. You’re probably right, but here we are. For those of you who aren’t currently stalking me, I’ve been living in Europe (Luxembourg, specifically) for the last 6 months. I’ve repeatedly toyed with the idea of restarting this bad boy, but have been overwhelmed by just about everything. Turns out when you are sent to Europe to work for two years, they actually expect you to work. Unlike studying abroad, which is akin to studying in the same way kindergartners finger painting is akin to abstract expressionism. However, every so often, a trip comes along that is so utterly life affirming, that you feel compelled to restart a blog you haven’t written for six years. Our trip to Milan and Lake Como is that trip. Now, before I dive into the trip, I need to set the stage by describing the attendees. First we have the most obvious c...