It has been 4 months since my last Blog post, and much has changed in both my life and my outlook. I have put the past behind me, and I am firmly focused on the future. To explain a bit more, I will repeat what I posted on Facebook.
Eight months ago, I set off on a five-week journey around the world, which I described in great detail on this Blog. That trip gave me a chance to reflect on my life, both the joys and successes, and the traumas and tragedies. It was also a way to say goodbye to my wife, Melinda, who lost a valiant fight against cancer last November. In January, as I sat on St. Kilda’s Pier in Melbourne, Australia, I came to understand that the real purpose of my trip was to learn to feel alive again.
When I returned to the US, the adjustment back to normal life was not easy. I found myself continually trying to relive the past. I posted a few blogs about past trips, and it seemed my eyes were clearly focused on the rear view mirror. One day, I woke up and decided it was time to embrace the future. I now am off on another foreign journey, this time to the Italian Grand Prix in Monza, Italy with my son Chad. I also have a new love in my life, and her name is Rhonda. She will be joining me for part of the trip. In sum, I am indeed feeling alive again.
I started my trip to Italy off with a solo 3-day drive through the hills of Piedmont. This is an ancient land composed of small medieval hilltop villages, where some of the finest wines on the planet have been made for centuries. While it’s not exactly undiscovered, this is one of the few places where old Europe still survives. There is a great sense of family and tradition, and a joy for living life in a simple way. I spent my first night in Alba, home of the illusive white truffles of Piedmont. The next two nights I was in Borolo, home of the finest wines in Italy, which are made from the Nebbiolo grape. I will have more posts on this part of the adventure later, but here are a few pictures from my first three days in Italy.