What to Wear

Go Crazy! run the spectrum between black and gray! Shake it up! Wear beige! In my travel duds I am the blinking neon TOURIST sign. I yam what I yam.
We spent yesterday getting our bearings around our little neck of the woods which includes the Pantheon and the Piazza Navona where we spent much of the afternoon eating yummy Pizza ( Da Buffetta was closed, we will try again) drinking wine and watching the street performers. One cheecky little boy played a wicked violin and entertained us with schmaltzy American love ballads topping off the performance with O Solo Mio of course. From there we ended our day trying to figure out how to use our phone cards, which require a Ph.d. We ate gellato and went back to our rooms where I slept like a rock except for the hours between 1 and 3 a.m. when my body clock insisted it was time to get up. Lisa, however, well she'll tell you about the birds outside our window. Let me just say this, once I realized no murders were occuring, they didn't keep me awake.
Lisa has our life planned for the rest of our time here. I am the poodle and loving it. (Anne)