Sunday, August 30, 2015
Yes, even in Idaho Falls.
My Italian amore Cristina isn't in love with Idaho Falls. Which, by the
way, is a nice city. In Idaho. About 100 miles from Yellowstone National
Park. I picked out Idaho Falls. As a place for us to stay. For three
nights. On our daily excursions into Yellowstone. Cristina would have
preferred a place closer to Yellowstone. Maybe only 50 miles away.
Didn't really matter to me. After all, distance is a relative thing. For
me, it's just a matter of feeling good. No matter where I am. And
that's especially an easy thing to do. When I'm with Cristina. I
probably could even be happy. With Cristina. In Hell. Because she makes
my day. In some ways, I was more focused on her. Than on Yellowstone.
She's an amazing woman. And an Italian to boot. A very nice combination.
I've been with Cristina. In many locales. Venice. The Italian Alps.
Edinburgh. The Scottish Highlands. Iceland. Yes, even in Idaho Falls. I
fondly remember them all. Mostly because I was with Cristina. My
trusted and talented travel guide and loving companion. --Jim Broede
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