While navigating Italy, I discovered a phenomenon. I’ll get lost and request directions of an Italian in English…with an Italian accent. As if he’ll understand, “Spanisha Stepas” more. Where-a should-a I go? I sound like an incompetent American; even worse, I’m in sneakers. Alas, I’m home now, in my high thread-count bed just loving all the anxiety out of my dog. What a little fava bean. All the pics are now finally up… some black and white pics can be found here >>