Life
Rome today
We are pulling into the port of Civitaecchia, near Rome. The sea is active and I walk, I feel light as a feather and then staggeringly heavy - because the side of the ship I am on rolls down and up, down and up. We will disembark the ship as the sun rises, but today is the last day we have to be up soooo early.Pisa, Italy
Wow! The leaning tower leans! It's tilted at such a noticable angle that I wondered if it had suddenly shifted in the last week - photos do not do it justice. The catedral, baptastry, and bell tower are in a large open square in one corner of the town. This allows you to really get a feel for the size and beauty of the buildings.Florence, Italy
Florence is a dirty, grimy city. Thousands of cigarette buts line each street along with a general sprinkeling of other trash. You think of Italian citys as bright and carefree, but Florence feels more like a semi-bad section of New York. The public buildings were often magnificent, but it's not a place I'd like to call home.The drivers are bit agressive, In Nice they have no hesitation in driving a few inchs beside a crowd, but in Florence they have no hesitation in driving right through one. Pedistrians do not have the right of way at all!
Lot of pictures
I took over a 150 photos today, (While trying to take it easy on pictures). Hehe, it's going to take forever to up upload these.Tierd
Back from our marthon bus tour, and feel pretty sleeply. I've still not recovered from missing a night of sleep abord the plane. Oh well.First we drove through the narrow streets of Villefrance, and then after being told that "Pill Geats" had built a house here, we went over the hill into Nice. After driving down the main promanade, the bus pulled over, and our family had an hour to wander around Nice. To get an idea of the insides of Nice, think of an older, crowded shoping mall - with occasional cars driving through the people. We rambled through some back alleys into the grafiti coated residedintial area (with people popping their heads of windows above our heads to watch us go by).
From Nice we rode up to a small medival vilage, Eze, pearched on a mountain. It was beautif, in a rugged mediterain way, but it felt just like Bush Gardens, since everyone you saw were tourests! After a scrumcious lunch, we moved on to Monaco.
Monaco was much more like a US city. The roads were the right size, and so were the cars. After a quick tour around the outside of the Casio, andrew and I went car hunting. We spotted four Ferraris and one Lamborghini in the forty minutes that we spent tracing the route of the Monte Carlo race. We spotted other young people car hunting as well.
Ferraris are incredably popular in Monte Carlo. Half of every little gift store and suvenier shop is devoted to them, and they may have a selection of over thirty shirts just with Ferrari on them!