So as I had dinner one last time with my future in-laws, just before my flight back to Los Angeles, I was showered with a basket of gifts. Well, it wasn’t a basket really, just gifts that might have been better presented in woven fiber. Nevenka the matriarch, presented me with a nice gold chain, her husband gave me wine and olive oil from his vineyard. The other relatives whose names I should definitely learn since they took the time to present me with largesse and compliments, all made sure I would be paying an overweight fee at the airport check-in. My girlfriend kissed me and reminded me of a date next June which I quickly forgot on the 11-hour flight back to California. If it’s important I am sure she will remind me again.