The trip thus far has been amazing. Florence, as I have said, is filled with spendor, antiquity, lovely folk, and a charm that defies description. Very few people have been less than a joy and I would suspect they were tourists! We have viewed century old buildings, charming churches, ruins, and links to famous artists of the past. What I am finding irritating is that I miss my coffee and I would like a choice of something to eat other than pasta, bruschetta, or pizza, as good as they may be. We have learned the way to the hotel or the corrected way if lost. We now can find the train station while still half asleep. We've learned enough Italian to ask for the "toilette" or water closet and to point on the map while looking pitiful. I truly believe I've met every police officer within 6 blocks of our hotel as they stand in the middle of the streets "just in case", making them optimum information stands. We are worn out; our feet haven't hurt but they have been tired. I walked more than Bridget without complaining yesterday but she bounced back easier this morning.
Can't wait to share the pictures; my camcorder finally died today. The mouse also forgot to remind me to bring the charger for it!