Just when Canadians think that they are crazy about hockey … and Wisconsinites think that they are crazy about football … the Italians show everybody just how crazy are about soccer. Nuts. For now, it’s time to pack once again as we hit the road (rails) for Rome tomorrow.
Ciao!
After about 36 hours in Florence, it is very safe to say Wow. Hard to live up to the high expectations, but, it has. It is pretty amazing here. Hard to describe what we’ve seen, but, it is all very old, very impressive and inspiring. And it is hot. Too hot to sit in an internet cafe while there are so many good smells around … that and my stomach is empty, so, it’s time to head out. Forecast is for two days of rain, so, I hope to take advantage of the rain and write more soon.
Not sure how we’ve done this, but, we’ve managed to bring hot and sunny weather to the UK … so much so that it’s starting to get in the way of our fun. To use some local lingo, its bloody hot out there today. This city (country?) isn’t very well set up for heat. But enough about the weather.
We left Scotland on Saturday, taking the train down to London – about 4 1/2 hours, which is half the time that it would have taken to drive … or at least how long it takes locals to drive. I would have likely been slower. We arrived in London just in time to take the very pricey tube to meet up with Michele’s college friend Kerry — she whisked us off to a pub to watch England lose to Portugal in the World Cup. Not the prettiest scene ever, but, not ones to whinge, the English have handled things pretty well.