"I Lost Her"

And the 2013 Worst Cousin Award goes to (drumroll please)....

Me!

I never thought I was even a candiate. I mean, I'm the cousin that sends out cards for various holidays, keeps in touch via Facebook, tries to know what's going on in my cousins' lives. Then again, that's my mom's side of the family. My dad's? Truth be told, I don't think I can even list all of my cousins just because of the lack of interaction over the years.

And it's not like I did it on purpose: I gave her maps of Naples, I left (what I thought) were detailed instructions to the train station at the bottom of the hill, confirmed she had my phone numbers, confirmed I had hers...

And yet, I spent the better part of my Friday afternoon in a panic.

I eventually found her.

After 3 huge circles around the train station. The perk? I once again got to practice my "full combat" Italy driving skills. Luckily, by loop 2 my heart rate was almost normal and my fingers started to change from white to flesh tone on my steering wheel again.

So where were they? Ugh. Long story. It's commical now (a month later when I'm back logging this one), but still not quite how I thought we'd be spending Friday.

Uffa.