Dan totally deserved it. I remember liking Keesha too.

 

Welcome back stranger!


Pics and report please!

 

No pics. . . yet.

Report: Ate. Walked. Ate. Walked. Ate. Slept. Ate. Drank. Ate. Drank. Ate. Walked. Slept. . .

Learned my lesson: next time, I'm going there with a chick, or a really reliable wingman.

 

 

 

Please tell me you did a little more than ate, slept, walked and drank!

I'd be interested to know how learning that lesson came about!

 

s for all.

 

Nope. In general, that was it.

No you wouldn't. Here's the simple version: don't go to Italy with someone who:

1. Doesn't drink.
2. Doesn't read. Or more specifically, isn't willing to read about the valuable background information regarding where they're at or where they're going.
3. Makes restaurant preferences based on the availability of English menus or hot chicks.
4. Stares at hot chicks. . . and. . . just. . . stares. . . at. . . length. . .
5. Wonders where the hot chicks are, but. . . see #1.
6. Wonders why the town is shut between 2pm-5pm. . . despite #2. . .



That said, the place was beautiful, and the people are great, especially when you make the effort to learn a little Italian. . .

 

Ruh roh x6.

I can only imagine how gorgeous it is there. It's on my shortlist, but not at the top. Even if it's hard, I think pretty much everyone appreciates when foreign visitors at least attempt to use the native language. Even if you can't get your point across, people respect that you tried and tend to treat you better, which in turn makes the trip better. Was that too philosophical for the ?

 

No, just too many words for Wicky.