To Florence @ 4:00 am, 16 July, 2011 - an ungodly hour to anyone - 'cept anyone that hasn't been to Florence, Italy. Or anyone that hasn't been to Florence in over 20 years, when you fell in love with both the man you'd marry and a country that made you swoon.
Since our two weeks in Brussels, we've had a lovely and short and fully loaded, three day stint in Paris. We've been back in Brussels for the work week. And tomorrow we leave for our official vacation. Four years ago we took the family to the Amalfi coast, seaside lovers that we are. This time we will be staying at an agriturismo, a villa in Fiesole, that is known for it's Chianti and bold reds and spectacular views of the Arno river valley.
"Will we have to work on the farm?"
"Only if you're lucky."