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How Romantic “ Springtime in Italy: A Classic Car Tour

Peaceful Assisi
The hillside town of Assisi in Italy

If Valentine’s Day has you thinking of romance, how about springtime in Italy?  I adore Italy, a country oozing with love and sauced with spirit.  Oh, how I wish I could go.  However, I’ve got two new grandbabies coming in the next two months.  I’ll be busy helping out in Baltimore and Boston, not to mention snuggling those tiny bundles.

But…if I were planning a trip, I’d take this driving tour .  It starts in classical Rome, the Eternal City, moving on to Abruzzo in Umbria, a base for daily explorations of centuries old hilltop towns and pastoral countryside. Even includes a day-trip to that peaceful hamlet of Assisi, home of St Francis and his Basilica with the famous frescos by Giotto .

Then the small group will explore Tuscan villas, vineyards and castles.  They visit Siena and Florence, Renaissance cities housing priceless art museums and magnificent churches with ceilings begging you to lie down on the pew, for a better view. I could never have enough time in Tuscany.

Holding Up the Leaning Tower
Holding up the Leaning Tower of Pisa

And what’s a trip to Italy without the iconic Leaning Tower of Pisa, where everyone must take a photo like this for laughs.  Make sure to visit the fascinating Duomo and Baptistery, as well, keeping in mind that these building were started around 1170.

Finally return to Rome, toss your coins in the Trevi fountain, then arrivederci.

What’s truly special about this trip is that you will be driving a classic Italian roadster, like an Alfa Romeo .  I know I’d feel like punching the gas pedal, pretending I’m in a chase scene of a Bond movie, roaring up and down the country roads.

My colleague, Rich Truesdell, of  AutomotiveTraveler.com, has put together one heck of a tour. Everything is primo, as smooth as fine wine or should it be Corinthian leather?

Visit this link for more information on the Springtime Classic Car Tour in Italy, and be prepared to drool over the itinerary.  It’s better than a home-cooked meal straight from Rosa’s kitchen.    Manga, manga!

Thinkin’ Lincoln- Recalling a Visit to the Lincoln Memorial

Lincoln Memorial Happy 200th Birthday Abraham Lincoln : February 12, 1809

I grew up in Arlington, Virginia, a stone’s throw from the Pentagon and Arlington National Cemetery. The Potomac River acted as a fence, the Nation’s Capitol, a neighbor on the opposite side.  When I was very young, I imagined all cities had beautiful marble buildings like Washington, DC.

My family, like many others, only visited historic sites when we had guests. One of my favorite outings was the drive across Memorial Bridge to visit the Lincoln Memorial .  The building is like a classical Greek temple including 36 enormous columns, one for each state at the time of Lincoln’s presidency.  An immense marble statue of the former head of state, 5 times larger than his actual size, sits at the front opening.

I’d stare, mesmerized by Abe’s huge hands, one sort of clenched and the other open, resting on  the arm of his chair. Some say the sculptor, Daniel Chester French, who had a hearing-impaired daughter, carved Mr. Lincoln fingers to sign his initials “A” and “L” in American Sign Language.  Who knows?

The statue’s dominant features are the probing, deep-socketed eyes, the kind that hold your gaze with compelling power. Lincoln wears a sorrowful look, as if remembering horrific battle scenes from the Civil War.

Then, there’s the mole on his cheek.  Fascinating in the way moles are fascinating.

Today, the National Park Service guards the monument and tries to maintain a quiet aura, despite large school groups milling around. Somehow they manage because I feel  serenity in the place, a peacefulness and sense of pride.

Nighttime is the best time to visit, when fewer tourists linger.  Sit on the steps (there are 87, which equals four score and seven) and look down the Reflecting Pool toward the Washington Monument and Capitol .  The scene stirs with history, overflowing memories of past events, even if you’ve only seen them on film.

I’m not sure if Lincoln was our greatest president; his assassination certainly catapulted him into fame. Maybe the same is true of John Kennedy?  Roosevelt perhaps?  Others insist George Washington deserves the honor.

Nonetheless, Abe seemed to be the right man at the right time.  I hope our new president will be equally remembered.

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The Lincoln Memorial is open 24 hours a day. However Rangers are on duty to answer questions from 9:30 A.M. to 11:30 P.M. daily.

Best Hotel for Sea World Orlando

Renaissance Orlando Resort
Renaissance Orlando Resort

The Renaissance Orlando Resort at Sea World couldn’t be more convenient. The hotel sits just across the street from Sea World’s parking lot.  No need to drive, a nice feature.

The atrium lobby becomes a kid’s fantasy: a waterfall and goldfish pond; oversize high definition flat screens feature undersea footage of Neptune’s garden; a huge open area, an indoor field of sorts, great for hide and seek or tossing a football. And glass-sided elevators allow spying on the way up or down.

Children find a complimentary Shamu bath toy in their room. (Amazing how these 99 cent items become cherished belongings.) Mimi’s favorite thing–the sheets.  They were smooth as fine cashmere, perhaps 600 thread-count, enveloping with the feel of luxury.  Lots of pillows, too. Oh yes, a Starbuck’s in the lobby with free WiFi to keep Poppa Jay happy.

Tradewind’s Restaurant sets out an extravagant breakfast buffet, enough to feed a whole team of  NFL lineman, but is pricey.  Then again, it kept us so full, we skipped lunch.

Sure, Orlando offers many less expensive lodging options, some even serve free breakfast.  The Renaissance , however, flaunts location, location, location.  And that’s a worthwhile perk at the end of a long day in the park- no hassling with busy Orlando traffic.

When I was a younger parent, I would have stayed farther away, some place that was merely safe and clean.  Being a grandparent is better. Either way, kids usually love any hotel. What’s important–holding the child’s hand, watching them smile and enjoying the day.

If you get lucky, very lucky, that little person will look in your direction and say, “Mimi, I love you.”