A Song of Myself

"The city sleeps and the country sleeps, The living sleep for their time, the dead sleep for their time, The old husband sleeps by his wife and the young husband sleeps by his wife; And these tend inward to me, and I tend outward to them, And such as it is to be of these more or less I am, And of these one and all I weave the song of myself." -Walt Whitman

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Peace cannot be achieved through violence, it can only be attained through understanding. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Saturday, April 08, 2006

In about 10 minutes 3 friends and I are hopping in our rented car and driving to Italy...random and really exciting. HOOT!!

Dad, I am locked out of my email for some reason but I wanted to let you know I have booked several train tickets and the price for all three of the tickets for three people is around 500€. One of them is a night train too so that is good. Not sure how you want to divide that up with Oma but will you let her know. I can't wait to see you on Friday!!!

posted by Nicole | 6:52 AM

3 Comments:

Anonymous Ems. said...

You needed 4 tickets, dear. You forgot mine. I'll meet in you Venice. I'll be the one convincing some old man that it's mine turn to row the boat.
Good luck with the fam and the nez!

April 8, 2006 9:53 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hurry Back, Nicoletta! School will be starting without you! Can't wait to hear about Italy.
Hugs, Mrs. H

April 12, 2006 7:47 AM  
Blogger Adriana said...

greetings and salutations...i just sent you an email and came to your site to see that you're locked out of your email...i'm not sure if you are still locked out, (if you are you may need to update your password) hope you have an amazing roadtrip and i will talk to you soon! (i almost just wrote I will SEE you soon...can that be arranged?)

April 13, 2006 2:57 PM  

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