One day, will that be enough?

I am one day away from flying over to France.  I have a suitcase packed , with clothes and all my other parafenealia that I think I can not live without.  It weights 50 pounds.  I might be alright with it though my Italy trip, but what will I do with such a heavy suitcase as Dona and I become vagabons in November. 
John printed out a burb on theft and violence in France that has me scared.  One thing the article did not mention was the prevevance of how many tourist have been robbed.  Is it 1 out of 5 or 1 out of 1,000? I suppose the good news the article mentions is; that there is more theft than violence.  I sort of laugh at the reference to parking your car at the D Day beaches in France.  The article mentions that tourist cars trunks have been opened with sledge hammers and wedges to steel items, while tourist view the beaches.  Is their a hidden message here.  I say this because this is the only specific place they mention that tourist find their car trunks vandalized and luggage stolen.
I know you have been waiting to hear my itinerary for the trip so you know what to expect of this trip.  Take a deep breathe.  1.  I fly to Paris with my handsome Irish Prince.  At Charles-de-Gaulle airport we pick up our rental car and for the next 15 days we travel around France.  Starting with the DDay beaches.  I know what you are thinking?
2. We drop off the rental car outside of Paris and head for the apartment I rented for 13 days in the Latin Quarter.
3.  5 days later,;John and I have done a quick tour of the main highlights of Paris, I ride with John to the airport, where he will fly home.  As he is boarding I am greeting my good friend Lisa.  She will be staying with me at the apartment.  We will have a glorius time touring and getting to know Paris and the countryside. She took many years of French in College and this will be one of the first times she will actually be able to use it.
4.On the following Tuesday I go with Lisa to the airport and as she is getting on the plane, I am greeting my good friend, Glenda.  Glenda and I stay in Paris for about 5 days when we both go to the airport and take a plane to Rome,  Italy.  Glenda and I have  a similar  sense of humor and when we travel together we do a lot of laughing. 
5. For the next 15 days; Three friends, Glenda, Dona,Charlotte and I will be on a escorted tour. It is called The best of Italy and Sicily.  If you are interested in the itinerary go to Globus tours and check out the information for this trip.
6.  At the end of the Italy trip.  Glenda and Charlotte goes home to Illinois.  Dona and I then will decide what our itinerary will be.  Dona is a great traveller and we both are not afraid to travel around independently and cheaply. By that time I will be more confindent or not. I can see my Handsome Prince sneering at me now as he reads those last two sentences.  No we are not going to Camp.
That is the trip.  Will I be ready to come home.  Time will tell.