Italy arrived
Plenty of leg room on the flight but the seat didn't go back very much. (Either mine was broken or the guy behind me was an ass...lol. ) didn't sleep at all and my back was wrecked by the time I got off the plane not lumbar, but a mid-back -- so likely a pulled long muscle, so I could not carry the two heavy bags through customs and long walks from gate etc so I asked for help at Rome airport. I got help. It was slow but I wasn't in a hurry. Very nice "boys" mostly but not exclusively young men, looking after people with disabilities, at the airport. British people were extremely impatient and just complaining about Italians and how they do things ... I was getting help, though was slow coming, I appreciated it and wasn't in a big hurry.
Turns out the direct train to Florence from the Rome airport doesn't exist anymore so I had to take two trains one into Rome termini, and when then on Florence. There does not seem to be any help for the train and I piled everything on the suitcase and broker wheel from the weight, but I had I could not carry the bags. but I did manage to get both trains and Liam met me on the platform in Florence and carried the bags out to a cab to get the cab home period was the first time I used the the stool that I brought for the lineup for taxis
Got to Liam's, enthusiastic welcome from the kids... When they got home from school. Great bed, up with back and leg cramps in the night... But had something near 8 hours, just broken into 3 shifts...
Kids got dressed and raced off to catch a school bus...
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