We spent the first week of our vacation at the beach. There were nine of us stuffed into a tiny, non-air conditioned two bedroom apartment. But the view was killer and the weather was incredible.
Can you see the rocks in the water in the distance? Funny story. Coach's Godmother, G.G. and I decided we wanted to swim out to the rocks. No biggie, a lot of people were. Getting out there was easy and we hung out there for a minute or two and then tried to figure out how to get back into the water to get back to shore.
G.G. found a rock to slide down, but I chose to go another way since the rock looked all dirty and had tiny crabs living in it. (I'm a big baby, whatever.) When G.G. got back to shore she plopped down on one of our lounge chairs and put her legs up. Just then a very kind Italian woman came running up to her to get her to put her legs down. Apparently when she slide down the rock she ripped the crotch out of her swimsuit. With her legs propped up she was flashing the entire beach her goods.
I've never been more grateful to be a wuss about creepy crawlies then I was that day.
Bella spent the whole week in the water. Except in the evening when we would go to the carnival they had set up on the strip and eat gelato. Honestly, if I could groundhog's day any week in my life it might be this one. When in Rome do as the Romans seems an appropriate adage for this picture. This is my nudie Braden on the beach. All the little kids were either topless or nude. Don't you love how he politely covered himself up. Such a good boy.
After we got back from the beach we spent some time in Beltiligo with family and then Coach, G.G. and I hopped on a bus for a three day trip to Florence. We were a little concerned that we wouldn't be able to get around with our extremely limited Italian vocabularies. As luck would have it more people speak English than Italian in Florence or at least it seemed that way. We also managed to find an Irish Pub. Go figure.We went to Pisa and saw the leaning tower. We didn't bother to climb it because there was a two hour wait and they charged a fortune for it. It was cool to see up close though. And yes, there are A LOT of people standing around pretending to hold up the tower. They're everywhere.We went to the Uffizi and the gallery that houses the David. I didn't know, (maybe you did) but the David isn't David from the Bible. He was an athlete. They used to compete in the nude. Since I've learned this everytime I think about a QB taking the snap from the center I giggle. I can't help it. The visual is too much to take. All disturbing imagery aside, the David was far and away my favorite part about Florence. I think I didn't expect much. I've seen so many replicas, but the original is downright breathtaking.