• I left my camera on the bus, so you'll only get to see pictures from the morning, where we stopped to take our group photo in front of a replica of the Statue of David.
• The selection is VERY sparse. My apologies.
• Anyway, I was tooling around by myself in Florence, looking at things, having chocolate gelato right after breakfast and such BECAUSE I CAN!
• Everyone in the Contiki group was at a leather demonstration. Except for Sergio and me, since we took off on our own.
• Contiki sure does a lot of "demonstrations." So far, I haven't been to one of them.
• Anyway, I toured around the streets looking at buildings and churches and shops and stuff until it was time to find the coach, so I went to place on the map where it said that the coach would come.
• It didn't.
• Nor did anyone else in the group.
• And I left my hotel's name and address on the damned bus by mistake, with my camera.
• Kids, never EVER go ANYWHERE without your Get Lost Sheet. EVER.
• And I had no idea how to get ahold of Kate, or where to go. I felt helpless.
• So I started bawling.
• Then two people from the group miraculously showed up and to make a boring story short, I was in the right place but everyone else was meeting up somewhere else and walking over together as a group.
• The day was saved! Yaaaay!
• Johnny and the bus finally came.

  

• Then we went to the hotel and I had the best shower since I got to Europe.
• Jeri's curling iron caught on fire and melted. Something to do with the voltage.
• So then we went to our Tuscan dinner, which was really nice.
• Everyone had champagne mixed with blue curaco, but I had a screwdriver.
• Vitamin C, ya know.
• The piano man played a bunch of wedding reception music, like the Chicken Dance and YMCA and the Macarena.
• I wanted to throw some rice.
• We sang Volare. Oh oh oh oh.....
• Baked Alaska for dessert.
• There was an electronic space disco afterward, but I didn't go because my cold is getting really bad.
• Jeri came back and peed in the bidet.

Swiss Miss