This is one cool bottle opener with gusto, oops my bad, sunglass, pulling up a double duty. Any beer or soda drinking lover? Hooray! You finally found something to rejoice about. It is literarily attached to your hips and the sun said, I have this one under control. While out and about in your summer picnic or outdoor concert, all you have to do is just pop the sun glass and there you are, ready to enjoy your beverage. With a glass like that, who needs a bottle opener?
Thank you are two words that should always be said when we wake up in the morning and before we go to bed. Thank you for having had a wonderful day regardless of how dreadful the day was, thank you for having lived another day and talk about it.
Saying thank you is not a fixture of your imagination. It is the heartfelt gesture that should always utter your contentment, appreciation for whatever you received or given. The reciprocal act of kindness that dignifies those who practices it. It is joy, conviction and love. It is the feel good moment of indescribable appreciation for understanding, care, patience, fellowship, smile, children, grandchildren, family and enemies…ok, let’s not push it.
Saying thank you is to appreciate the job well done, friendship, support. It is not and should never be a chore or reward for a job well done. It should always be an automatic response of gratitude to even the minuscule act of things.
So while you are at it, say thank you for absolutely anything and everything. Thank you world. Thank you nature. Thank you life. Thank you Lord. Thank you mom and dad. Thank you sister and brother. Thank you granda and grandpa. Thank you nieces and nephews. Thank you my hero. Thank you professor. Thank you neighbor. Thank you! Thank you to whatever brings you joy, whatever makes you happy. Thank you, you are blessed!
Like a clock, right after going through customs, we were greeted by a representative of Peter’s Way Tours Inc, the agency that made all the arrangements, “Buongiorno, Benvenuti”. Yeehh, rejoice we are in Italy! “Grazie”, we replied all at ounce. Trust me, we had took classes, bought tapes so we could master that perfect italian; oops, yeah right, I mean the perfect Italian not to get lost and stay lost!
The gentleman checked all our names against his list, if the passports checked and handed us over our name tags. Surreal, I have been to a few countries in my lifetime but never in a pilgrimage and it did not feel “like a tourist” until I was had that badge on my neck. To say that we were intoxicated, ecstatic, euphoric to be there is understatement.
It was exciting, I mean, you say Italy and you hear fashion, well aside its history, exhilarating to walk through the terminal and experience Italian fashion from the get go.
The agency representative directed us to a waiting bus right outside of the terminal that took us to a different side of the airport and few minutes later, we were boarding another plane to Venice.