An American in Italy, or, I traveled all the way to Europe and all I got was this lousy time with the Pope?!
Hello friends! I wasn't kidding last week when I said I was out of town. The last week and a half I was in Italy with my husband Steve. He'd never been there, whereas I had spent a year in Florence while in college (and had traveled there in high school once before for a Latin field trip.) My mom forced me to keep travel journals since I was old enough to write, and the habit has stuck with me. So if you like reading about travels, or looking at photos of Italy, or plan on heading over there anytime soon, feel free to check out my entries on our stops in Naples and Pompeii, Florence, Montalcino, other bits of Tuscany and Umbria, Vinci, Fiesole, Rome and the Vatican and a tiny bit of London. I brought back souvenirs for each one of you but they all got confiscated at customs, sorry.