Last time we were in Italy, Internet Cafe's flowed like wine from the tuscan vineyards of legend. Nowadays, everyone has wireless and the business is not so good. Finally, in Florence we've found a place where we can log on to our blogger account, but since it's been so many days, there is too much to tell. Erin and Jane ask the same questions within one second of each other, we all tried odd seafood dishes never before seen on the pacific side of the world, and the Sistine Chapel is still super tight.
We leave tomorrow for Venice after three nights in Rome, two nights in the Cinque Terre, and our one night here in Florence. Erin is particularly excited about Venice. Also, she can't wait to gorge herself on french pastries. But since she won't talk to anyone,I'm gonna be the guy who looks like a glutton.
Anyway, thanks for wondering if we were still alive. We are.