Last week, we returned from our whirlwind tour of Europe.
We started off in England, visiting JK’s sister and her beau in London, hiking in Dover, and touristing in Brighton and Canterbury. We also got to experience English football fans up close (man alive, those blokes are mental) and appease my inner nerd by visiting Platform 9 3/4 at King’s Cross!
The main reason for the trip was to celebrate my mom’s birthday in Rome, where we ate ourselves silly, saw plenty of excellent Ancient Things (Pantheon and Colosseum stand out as my favorites by far), and got to hang out with my brother for the first time in eons.
(Oh, and we spent quite a bit of time trolling the souvenir stands for Mukmuk accessories. I have major regrets about not getting him a tiny chariot to race around Circus Maximus!)
We finished our vacation with a hectic but fun week in Oslo and Vestfold, where we met as many friends and family members as we could before flying home to Seattle.
This was not one of our typical relaxing hiking or tropical vacations – I actually felt like I needed a vacation after this vacation – and definitely not something I would have been able to do back when I was eating gluten. I would have spent over half the trip confined to my hotel room with migraines…so while eating gluten-free in the land of pizza and pasta was annoying at times, it never even occurred to me to take a bite – feeling this good is worth so much more than a slice of pizza. And Italians sure know how to prepare their vegetables, mmm mmm mmmmmm.