grace under pressure: But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? Not Verona but...San Gimignano!

All week, we have been anticipating our journey to Verona, the place Caroline has been referencing as "The Most Romantic City in the World." You know, where Romeo and Juliet fell in love. And where you can write letters to Juliet and stick them on the wall and cross your fingers that Juliet's Secretaries might write you back. Caroline and I even watched "Letters to Juliet" yesterday in preparation. We were ready.

Well, a bump in the road came, and I goofed up the train schedule and prices. Whoops. BUT do not fear; our day did not in fact end as tragically as did the story of Romeo and Juliet. Instead of Verona we decided after a quick pow-wow to journey to SAN GIMIGNANO, a wonderful little medieval hillside town just a two short (I use that term lightly) bus rides away from Florence. Apart from a few slight (again, I use these terms lightly) delays in the busing system, Caroline, Amy, Christie, Margaret, MR and I had a lovely, relaxing day poking around the town, dining at an absolutely picturesque cafe on a beautiful square, shopping for terra cotta pottery, and eating World Champion grade gelato. At the end of the day, I'd say it was a success.