I always laugh when I call Italy the boot. I first heard it around the first season of the Soprano’s. Tony asks a love interest, “What part of the boot you from, hon?” Funny and it stuck in my vocabulary.
Anyway, we’re headed to the boot. For the last couple weeks, Mrs. NH has been planning the trip within a trip to meet up with my folks in the Amalfi coast. I’ve just been trying to get stuff wrapped up at the office to a point that I can manage them from my phone if need be. Little NH is simply looking forward to a country where it’s possible to get pasta at every meal. Kind of hard to blame her.