Looking out of the window from my seat onboard Lufthansa 0731, it had been a blood red sky to the east for the most of the 11 hour flight from Hong Kong as we were mostly flying a bit ahead the rising sun.
We are now over the Czech Republic and will arrive in the Bavarian Capitol Munich in less than 30 minutes. A cramped trip is has been. We've been at the far back end of the plane where the plane is narrower, means not much space for huge Northern Europeans like me, less my tai tai.
Some sleep, some music and a German movie about "Seitensprunge", some sport and news and now at the end a film about how to be bears in different environments.
A big cotton like layer of clouds are spread out beyond the plane as we are closing in on the Munich airport. I can't wait to get of this plane. And on to another one that will bring us to the Italian Capitol.
Once broken through the clouds, the fine ordered and cultivated land of Bavaria covers the entire ground. Dotted around in the landscape the perfect clean villages and hamlets of southern Germany.
From above it all looks like the fake model landscape of a toy railway construction.
Time past now and we are on the last leg of the journey to Rome. Like the old Italian proverb: all roads leads to Rome, so does ours this summer.
Rome. Just the sound of it. Rome. Sounds like exotic and erotic and sophisticated. Cultural.
Why have I never been to Rome or Italy before?
I studied history of art and have done Roman baroque and all that important Italian stuff, but never got to go there and then I fell in love in Spain (in two ways literally) and have always returned there, to Spain.
However, now I'm ready for the Italian adventure.
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