I am writing from my hotel in Bologna. We have been in northern Italy since September 6th. We will visit Venice for the second time tomorrow then come home via Paris and Houston on Saturday. So much to tell you. Words fail, especially english words when used in Italy to non-english speakers. My feet are tired. At night after walking all over the danged country my feet smell. Of course I wash them each night in the bidet.
I came to maybe set a record or two in track and failed. We came within .28 seconds of breaking the World Record in the 4x100 relay. Alas, my USA team finshed second to an incredible British team that destroyed the old WR some 3 or 4 strides in front of us. I did set a dubious record of sorts, at least among the friends I traveled with. I went 11 days with zero luggage, wearing one shirt, one pair of pants, etc. Not kidding. Wait until you hear the incredible misery of this story of lost luggage. Not to mention gross incompetence on the part of KLM Airlines in Bologna.
Arrivederci for now.
Much much more when I get home and can use a true American keyboard. Ever try to decipher the Google Blogger control panel in Italian? Sheeesh!