We are home and currently suffering from sleeplessness. This is what happens when you go across nine time zones.
Everything was fabulous; Italians love, love, love babies and they loved, loved, loved A. I felt like royalty: crowds parted, people cooed and waved, people on buses hopped up like they'd been stuck with pins to give me and A a seat, guards ushered us to private elevators and seats in every museum we went to.
I've gone from thinking you must be crazy to take a baby to Italy to thinking you absolutely must take a baby to Italy to experience Italy at its best. Trip report will follow once I've downloaded pictures; my 4 gig card was insufficient and we had to buy another gig for Rome.
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Glad your home safe and had fun. When you went to Russia you told me if any shot went down to watch CNN. I kept a close watch on CNN while you were gone.
Thank you! See, I'm moderately concerned because when I went to Russia, there was a coup a week after I got home. I'm hoping I left Italy in better shape.
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