That’s what we’ve been doing ever since arriving in Florence earlier today.
I am happy to report that our room in Florence makes up in size and grandeur for our room in Rome. It is gigantic, has a table and chairs in the center, and an extra room for what will presumably be our dozens of purchases while we’re here. Wiggles walked in, saw our set-up, and immediately stamped her feet. Then the L&M chimed in: “Do we have a refrigerator, Wiggles?” he asked. (and woe to Wiggs if he didn’t). He and Wiggs hot-footed it back to their room and thank God, they do.
And speaking of hot, though we were told it’d be a good 10 degrees cooler here than in Rome, I took one look at the hot Florence sun and headed over to the stalls to buy some sandals. My tootsies just couldn’t take it. Now I am cool and writing to you from a slightly scary Internet cafe where there are many emotional and foreign tongues swirling all around me – most of them spoken directly to their computer screen. So if something happens to me, please give Sassy my new red sandals. I think she’ll like them.