That's what you're all here for, isn't it? You little woolly vultures, you! First, I will torture you with more pictures from the trip. But it's okay, they're really interesting.....
Like a Portrait of an Irishman standing at the top of the Arena in Verona.
I like this one better, when he's giving me the Come Hither, hehe. An artsy fartsy shot of our hosts. Really, I didn't do this on purpose, it turns out my cell phone cam has some artistic talent of its own.
And one final Portrait of an Irishman on a Bridge in Verona.
Next an update on plumbing advancements in Italy. I'm sure everyone has heard of hole-in-the-floor toilets in Italy. A tourist's nightmare from decades past. You will be glad to know that I found normal toilets nearly everywhere I went. All restaurants, even gas stations and tourist attractions. When we scaled the mountain on Saturday for a 7 course dinner (can you imagine a first and second pasta course?) at a little hut on the peak, I expected the worse. I was a tad wary after I collected the key and wandered outside, down the hill to do my business in an outside dug-into-the-mountain loo. But low and behold, they were newly renovated, squeaky clean and had shiny new porcelain. Take a look at the shiny new porcelain and the integrated foot holds on Italy's new hole-in-the-floor toilets. I laughed so hard, I nearly peed my pants - good thing I was close to a hole in the floor. :)
Now that this post has gotten to photo heavy, I've got to push the yarn into another entry. God, I've turned a little appetizer into a sl*ty yarn-tease.