Oh and I read that Piux IX granted a 50 day indulgence to anyone kissing his right foot following confession so I have 49 days left now!
|Those Romans were rough on sculptures... most noses and peckers are gone... The noses I understand because they were big but not the peckers! Light weights!|
We don't know what to expect tomorrow but by our third bottle of wine before, during and after dinner, we were convinced that with me driving tomorrow and Ty calling out exits, we can go to a nice little town in France, on the Mediterranean called Nice (How about that!) and swim with the mermaids. If that doesn't work, flying is option #2 and taking a train to Paris is option #3. Yes I know... dirty job but... and we have a week to kill yet. From there, Spain is just a border away, though so is Switzerland... Big Smile.