It was her first trip to the United States.
My Italian was atrocious, luckily her English was better.
Ultimately, both of us give many thanks to various electronic translators.
And thankfully some of my friends and family are more cultured than I.
This was going to be an interesting Thanksgiving.
She flew into Los Angeles. We drove to Salt Lake City.
We stopped in Las Vegas on the way back.
If common experiences help us relate and bring us closer, it’s the uncommon ones that can join you for life.