So sometime on or around August 26 a milestone occurred. I turned 40. Yes, yes I know I don’t look a day over 36, but it’s true. I am 40 years old.
Ugh. I’m not at all where I thought I was going to be at 40. And this is really and truly probably my midlife, but whatevs. It could totally be worse. I am (mostly) healthy. I have an amazing child. I have awesome friends and family. My life is pretty cool. So there.
On the morning of my 40th birthday I stepped off the plane. I landed in Rome!
That’s right, blogland, to celebrate the occasion I went to Italy with some friends. We had a fabulous time.
We visited Rome, Florence and Venice. We saw sights, ate pasta, drank wine and walked until I felt I had been clubbed at the ankles.
The highlight of my trip was the day tour I did to the wineries in the Chianti region. It was absolutely gorgeous, just like in the movies. And to taste wines right from the vineyard was truly a dream.
For my 30th birthday I did Vegas. Italy for my 40th. I can’t even imagine where I’ll go for my 50th!
Do you travel or do anything special on milestone birthdays?