KT Says

Ciao!

This past weekend Ursinus organized a trip for all the students and the professors to Rome from Friday until Sunday. We left bright and early Friday morning (8 am!!) from the train station in a nice, comfy bus so we could get to Rome by 1 pm for our tour of the Vatican Museum. We arrived at our hotel, Hotel Albani, threw our stuff in a locked room, and got back on another bus to get to Vatican City on time. Ursinus was very nice and paid for 3 day bus and metro passes for all of us so we could get around the city with no problem. Anyway, when we arrived at Vatican City, I started to get very excited when I saw the dome for St. Peter’s Basilica rising above the other buildings.

We got through security and everything for the Vatican Museum and started our long, grueling, 4 hour tour. The museum is gorgeous, but it’s an art museum basically; it’s full of everything that previous popes collected during their time as pope and I was not aware that we’d be seeing MORE art in Rome! I love art, don’t get me wrong, but I’ve been living in Florence for almost 3 months–I’m all arted out!

I have to admit, however, that I have become much more of a sculpture-lover since I have lived in Italy, and there was no shortage of sculpture in the Vatican Museum! But after that part of the tour, Rita, our tour guide, led us into the Sistine Chapel. Now, a lot of people have said that the Sistine is sort of anti-climactic because everyone says how amazing it is and blah blah blah, it’s over-done. I did not agree with that at all. I was absolutely blown away. Michelangelo knew what he was doing with paint as much as he knew with marble…his figures on the ceiling as well as behind the altar (The Last Judgement) MOVED. I could have stood in that chapel for hours just staring at the magnificence around me: it literally blew my mind.

After the Chapel, we headed over to St. Peter’s Basilica. I can say with all honesty that this is the most beautiful church that I have ever seen in my life, and believe me, I’ve seen a WHOLE lot of churches.

My pictures are blurry and dark because we couldn’t take pictures with flash inside the church, but they’re there! I only regret not taking a picture of Michelangelo’s Pieta, because it almost brought me to tears. It’s in the Basilica and it’s behind a glass wall and, usually, surrounded by swarms of people. It’s breathtaking, and I recommend to everyone to see it with your own eyes.

That night we were given free time to do whatever, so Mary, Jasmine, me, Kelly, Cara and Bailey took showers and went out to a restaurant nearby. We got lots of food for not too much money, so I was satisfied! Then we came back to our hotel and just passed out. We had to be up the next morning pretty early for our walking tour of Rome.

All of us met in the hotel lobby the next morning at about 8:45-9 am to get the bus to the Colosseum. This is the coolest thing Italy has to offer, I swear! It’s this massive structure that’s still standing…even the rooms below the arena where they kept the animals and the gladiators are still intact. I think this was my favorite part of Rome, to be honest. I couldn’t imagine living in an apartment across the street from this and opening my window everyday to see it. I’m sure I’d take it for granted, but it really made an impression on me when I was there . We also saw some gladiators hanging around smoking…very authentic, haha. Apparently you can take pictures with them, but if you don’t offer them 2 euros per picture before you take it, they can charge you 10 euro. They’re a bunch of crooks if you ask me…but I suppose people have to be smart tourists!

Anyway, after we took our tour of the Colosseum, we went to see the Forum (which was amazing) and the Pantheon. These structures are thousands of years old and they’re just sitting in the middle of a huge, modern city. They’re literally things you have to see to believe. The Pantheon was converted into a church and Raphael is buried there, as well as two or three of Italy’s kings (I actually think they only had 2 or 3 as it was…).

Of course it started to rain at this point, so all of us were wandering around the city in the freezing cold rain without umbrellas. The umbrella salesmen were there to help though, don’t worry! Those guys are everywhere in Italy…if they’re not selling umbrellas, it’s scarves or little remote controlled Smart cars. They’re crazy and will follow you around harassing you. Just yell "NO GRAZIE!" at them…they’ll get the idea eventually .

We went to the Trevi Fountain and the Spanish Steps next. The Trevi Fountain is the most gorgeous fountain in the world, especially at night. That’s one thing I think everyone should see once in their life. The Spanish Steps were cool, but I probably would have appreciated them more if they weren’t the last stop on our 5 hour walking tour and I wasn’t so exhausted…and wet.

At the end of our tour Kelly and I had lunch in a small restaurant because we didn’t want to join everyone else at Burger King (too much fast food is never good!) and we did a little shopping at some tourist shops. Overall, it was a nice day. That night a bunch of us went out for dinner…I think there was 11 of us. A nice outdoor cafe accommodated us, probably because they figured we were dumb American students that wouldn’t pay attention to our bill, but whatever works! I had a great time. It was very relaxing to sit around with the whole group and laugh and talk and have a good night.

The next morning we woke up and a bunch of us decided to go to the Vatican to hear the Pope speak at noon. We got there and couldn’t believe the crowd that was there, but it was absolutely worth it. He spoke in Italian for awhile, then French, English, Spanish and German. That really got me…every time he started on a new language another group of people would cheer and clap. It was a beautiful moment and I don’t think I’ll ever forget it. It surprised me how much Italian and French I could understand–he spoke very clearly. I’m just very happy that I could witness that .

I took a video of part of his speech (he spoke for about 25 minutes) and I’m glad I did. I don’t want to forget that! I will post it here one day, but loading it onto a website is taking too long and I sort of want to pull my hair out. So…it’ll have to wait, haha.

Overall, I had a great time in Rome and I think it was one of my favorite places to visit! I recommend a trip to anyone who loves history: the city is absolutely teeming with it. Here are my Rome Pictures. I hope you enjoy them!

~Katie

PS-15 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well!

Needless to say, I love Dublin and I will be moving there in the very near future . I went with Kelly, Cara and Bailey and we left on Friday. Our flight was at 5:30 pm so we thought we would stop in Pisa to see the Leaning Tower, but that didn’t work out. Cara and Bailey had trouble printing out flight information, so we ended up just taking the train to the Pisa Airport and hanging around talking. The plane was late getting off the ground and it was crowded, so Kelly and I found seats in the emergency exit aisle, which was an adventure. One flight attendant came and wanted to stow my scarf in the overhead compartment because it would impede people’s exit of the plane in case of an emergency? That was strange, but anyway, the flight was great! It was a little turbulent at times, but I was lost in music and half asleep most of the time. For the last half hour I got into a conversation with the woman sitting next to me–she was from Ireland, about 50 miles from Dublin (I probably couldn’t spell the name of the town anyway) and the friendliest woman in the world. She asked about my study abroad experience and said how wonderful it is that young people have a chance to travel these days, and she told me her daughter is going to Dublin City University. She’s studying abroad in Texas next semester! I thought that was pretty neat, and I told her that I hoped her daughter would have a great time in America.

When we landed it was close to 8 pm, so we made our way out of the busy airport to find the bus that would take us near our hostel. We asked the bus driver and he was joking and laughing with us the whole trip! Then he drew out directions for us to walk and slowed the bus down a bit to point out where we were supposed to walk when he let us off. It was unbelievable! If you asked a bus driver in Florence for directions, he might deign to take his earphones out but then he’d just sneer at you…. We got a bit lost on the way to the hostel and while we were looking lost and forlorn on a corner, two women approached us and asked if we needed any help. Amazing again! That’s only ever happened to me in Ireland! We found our hostel alright, and we stayed at The Avalon House which was great. They really catered to students and backpackers, and we even got a free breakfast in the morning! (bread and butter…but breakfast all the same!) We went out to eat the first night and had really good food for not a lot of money, and just went back to the hostel and passed out. We saw a lot of people dressed up and there were some fireworks outside of the city, but we had gotten there late enough that most people were probably at parties or home already.

The next morning we went to Trinity College and paid for the tour and for our ticket to see the Book of Kells. Trinity College is beautiful!

It definitely looks the way a college campus should, much like Ursinus. It’s pretty big though, with about 15,000 students, but I think a lot of them live at home and commute to the college. A student there, Keiran (spelling?), gave the tour and all of us were pretty much in love with him by the end. He was a sweetheart and very funny, and I paid attention to what he had to say. After we saw the Book of Kells and took lots of pictures, we went to Nassau Street, which is right next to Trinity College, to do some shopping. Cara bought a Trinity College hoodie and I bought a few nice things for myself and for other people. Then, we went to buy tickets for the Hop On, Hop Off bus tour of Dublin.

This bus tour is great, they have them in all big cities here, even in Florence, and you get a continuous commentary about the city as you drive around. The bus will stop at specific places and you can get off if you want, look around a bit, and get back on. It’s great! Our first stop was St. Stephen’s Green.

This park is amazing. I was dying to see some greenery since Florence is all stone and pavement, and I really enjoyed this park. We walked around for close to an hour just taking pictures and joking around and having a really nice day. The duck ponds were really cute, and the grass was beautiful–everything looked really put together. This was definitely one of my favorite places in all of Dublin!

After that we stopped at Dublin Castle to look around. We were going to go in, but we would have had to pay for a guided tour and we didn’t really want to do that, so we just took pictures on the outside.

It was a beautiful building, and the tour guide on the bus said it was the seat of Parliament for 700 years. Also, it had been built (I think) when the Vikings came to Dublin, so that’s a pretty old building! After that, we grabbed lunch at a nice hotel nearby. That was also cheap and very good! It was so nice to be able to sit down to a meal and not worry about a sitting fee and if we were going to spend an arm and a leg for our food. I love Ireland .

After this, we looked in some more shops and hopped back on the bus. Kelly and I got off at the Guinness Storehouse to take the tour while Cara and Bailey went and did their own thing. The Guinness tour is in a building, and the tour itself goes up these stairs in a section of the building that’s shaped like a giant pint glass. At the top there is the Gravity Bar where you get your free pint of Guinness and 360 degree views of Dublin. It was so neat. I learned a lot about how to make a good beer, at least what I don’t already know from my dad, haha.

We walked back to Trinity College to meet Cara and Bailey at 6, and we decided it would be a great time to go back to the hostel, take our showers, and head out for dinner. We went to a place called The Porterhouse right next to Trinity, and it was delicious! Kelly and I both got "steak sandwiches," which were just small steaks on top of really good bread with fries and tomato salad on the side. The steak wasn’t that great, but everything else was. It was a bar, so it started to get loud by the end of our meal and we were all exhausted from the walking we did all day, so we went back to the hostel and went to sleep.

The next morning we had to get out early because our flight left at 12:20, and Bailey and Cara wanted to see St. Patrick’s Cathedral because it was closed for a ceremony on Saturday. We took the bus there, found out we had to pay to get in, and decided to just take pictures outside. If we had more time we would have paid and really taken in the church, but by this point it was close to 10:15 and we still had to catch the bus. We walked around in a small park right next to the cathedral for a few minutes, then we booked it to the bus stop. We got to the airport at 11:45 and RAN through security and check in, and made it to the gate just as they were boarding. We got pretty lucky.

This is where the not so great stuff starts. We arrived in Rome at about 4:45pm and we had tickets for a bus to take us from Rome Ciampino airport to Rome Termini train station, because it’s about a 40 minute right. Well, Kelly and I got on the bus with no problem, but Cara and Bailey didn’t. They just disappeared. As the bus pulled away without them, we saw them walking out of the airport…and we were confused. Apparently they were just making sure about their tickets or something so they went to the bus kiosk inside to clarify everything. Well, they called us and another bus was coming in 20 minutes, and we were only about 10 minutes into our own bus ride. We arrived at the train station and looked up times for the train to Florence and tried to buy our own, but it said we couldn’t for some reason and we had to go to a ticket window. Alright, that’s fine. We get in line and finally go to a woman and we say, in Italian "Four tickets to Florence, please." Well, she gave us a nasty look and looked it up for us and said there were no second class seats available, only first. Then she said the price, which was 216 euro. So I asked, again in Italian, "For 4 people?" And she repeated 216 euro in a short way, so by this point I was fed up with Italians and how rude they are, and I said louder "No, is that for four people?" in Italian. I’m not a mean person and I’m very shy, but this woman was making me so angry!! Finally, she told us a train was leaving at 8:30 and we could get on that one, which would get us into Florence by 10:30. Wonderful. So we just bought the tickets and she kept making faces at us and I kept having to refrain from yelling at her. Cara and Bailey finally arrived, and we spent two hours in McDonald’s in the train station talking about how much better Ireland is than Italy. We were just angry and tired from travelling, and not all Italians are rude, but a lot are. Especially to tourists. We were just fed up. We made it home fine and finally walked into Maria’s at 11:30pm, because of course the train was late. She had made pasta for us and it was delicious and Kelly and I just passed out as early as we could.

Despite the travel troubles at the end, I really had a great time. I think Ireland is one of the greatest places in the world! I’ve never met nicer or more helpful people, and I think everyone should go there one day. This weekend we are going to Rome with the school and we’ll be doing ALL the tours, so that’ll be another great blog entry with hopefully lots of pictures. I’m loving it here, but I can’t wait to come home–only 22 days! I can’t believe it’s so soon already. Well, I’ll let everyone go, and enjoy my pictures: Dublin Pictures. Ciao!

~Katie

PS-I’ll find out who our new president is tomorrow morning…I’m nervous!

Here I am again! This time I’ll be talking about my lovely stay in the French Riviera.

We stayed in a hostel called Villa Saint Exupery in Nice and we traveled to Cannes, Monaco, Antibes and a little town called Eze–it was BEAUTIFUL! (By we I mean me, Kelly, Caitlin, Will, Abbie, and Amber) We went with Bus 2 Alps again, like we did for our trip to Capri, and it worked out so nicely because our fee covered transportation to the hostel and back to Florence on a bus, some transportation between the towns, the hostel itself, and two guides or leaders who were knowledgeable about the area. We arrived Thursday night around 11 pm at the hostel and just passed out, but the next morning we left at 10 am to go to Eze and Monaco. It was a beautiful, warm day and I took the best pictures while I was there!

We only stayed at Eze for a little while we waited for the bus to Monaco, but the town was beautiful! It’s very small and we had to climb up a hill to get there (much like EVERY place in Europe–you want to get somewhere? 95% chance it’s uphill), but the views were worth it. Kelly and I took our time and window shopped as we passed the tiny shops that seemed to be carved into the walls of the medieval town, and by the time we reached the top we had spectacular views of the Mediterranean.

After an hour we hopped on the bus to Monaco and I think that was my favorite place, besides Nice, that we went to on the entire trip. There were pictures of Princess Grace all over the place there and you could tell the people really loved her. Also, we saw Monte Carlo and just the architecture on that building was beautiful! I didn’t gamble but some of our group did, and Abbie gambled with 70 euro cents . That’s about our budget over here, ha-ha. We walked down to the harbor and had quiche for lunch (delicious!) before walking uphill (surprise) through botanical gardens to see the royal palace.

That was so neat! By the time we got to the top we got some beautiful pictures of the harbor below and the Mediterranean. Also, we walked around the small streets and stopped in some tourist shops to do souvenir shopping. It was a very nice experience to see a place I never would have thought to go to on my own. Like I said, Monaco was my favorite place besides Nice, and it might have been because the weather was good or because it was the first day and we weren’t all tired and angry yet (ha-ha), but it really was beautiful.

On Saturday we woke up and hopped on the bus to go to Antibes and Cannes. I liked Antibes better than Cannes I think because Antibes seemed less touristy. There were so many palm trees around and I think I got some of my best pictures in Antibes by the water.

We walked around a lot and passed the Picasso Museum, which was closing for two hours for lunch so we couldn’t get in to see it. I think I like the way Europeans think (what, with their siestas and all) except when it interferes with my need to get into places, especially on Sunday!!! It’s rare that anything is open on Sundays, but that’s another story. Anyway, after Antibes we went to Cannes where the film festival is held. That was really neat, but really crowded.

Kelly and I split from the group without really telling anyone to get some crepes (yes!), and we really have to learn not to do that anymore, ha-ha. But, the crepes were worth it and we just walked up and down the red carpet for awhile and by the beach where these guys were doing huge sand sculptures. They were really neat and it was the first beach I’ve been to here so far that had sand instead of rocks! After Cannes we headed back to Nice and went out for a nice dinner. We went to a place that Simon, the guy who’s in charge of Bus 2 Alps, recommended: 12 euro for unlimited mussels and fries. Well, we couldn’t have gotten ready and on that tram faster. It was completely worth it, too–Will and Kelly had never had mussels before and they loved them! They were in some sauce with onions in it and they were just absolutely delicious. After that we walked around downtown Nice for awhile and took in the beautiful town.

I loved Nice because everyone spoke French and were so incredibly nice, it was clean, and the sidewalks were huge! In Florence all the streets are narrow and they smell, but Nice was such a different experience. I really loved it.

The next day we were free to walk around Nice, but since nothing was open we spent a lot of time walking and looking at closed stores. We ended up just grabbing McDonald’s for lunch before getting on the bus and heading home. For some reason, our bus driver seemed like he couldn’t quite drive right because he didn’t stick between the lines or follow traffic laws…we swerved a LOT. We also stopped abruptly and people’s stuff was falling all over the bus, so Abbie said she’s going to call the company to complain. Normally I don’t get involved with this type of thing, but it was pretty scary, especially when we were driving beside huge cliffs.

Anyway, we made it home safely on Sunday night around 11 and had a nice night in our own beds in Florence . I loved Nice so much because I could finally speak French! Also, Cara and Bailey, who spent the last half of their fall break in Paris, told Amber and I that Paris is AMAZING and they didn’t want to come back to Florence. That makes me really excited for me and Amber’s trip this weekend. We leave Thursday night at 8:50 from Pisa Airport and should get to Paris around 10 something. We have two full days there and I want to see everything! I am so excited.

Until next week, Ciao!
Katie

PS-I think this picture summed up our entire Nice trip:

That’s Kelly and I on the bus on Sunday, with Will being silly in the background. I love it!

In the wake of my internet catastrophe, I am now grasping at straws in terms of finding a way to post on this blog.  The internet here is not very good…and there is no tech support here at CAPA because they just sort of set up a wireless network and that’s it.  Anyway, aside from the internet crisis, I’m doing very well!  This past weekend was nice because it got me out of my homesick funk.  Friday we had to go to the Immigration Office to give our names to the Italian Government; I suppose they want to keep track of all the crazy American students let loose in the city during the school year.  Afterwards, Kelly, Taylor, Amber, and I walked around the neighborhood up by Santa Maria Novella, which is diagonally opposite in the city from our home stay.  They had a lot of shoe stores around, so I was looking for a nice pair of boots or walking shoes for when the weather gets cold (I only brought a pair of sneakers and flats with me for colder weather–and the flats give me bad blisters.  Poor planning on my part.).  I found a great pair of boots for a really cheap price, but I didn’t buy them; I sort of regret that but there’s plenty of time and plenty of places to look!
   On Saturday, Kelly, Jasmine, Mary and I went to Fiesole, this town the Etruscans built high on a mountain above Florence hundreds of years ago.  Rome conquered them and Etruscan and Roman ruins are still there today, so you can imagine how old this town is.  We (or at least Kelly and I) didn’t go for the ruins so much as the view.  And all of us came for this wine, cheese, and olive oil tasting festival that was supposed to be there that afternoon (however, no one in the town itself knew when or where it was supposed to be).
People come here just to see the crystal clear (or not, as was the case the day we went) view from the top of the mountain.  Unfortunately, it was so hot and humid that there was a haze that hung over the valley, so Kelly and I said that we’d come back in October or November again for better pictures.
   After we were done that, we had lunch in a small café and had the best pizza we’ve had so far in Italy!!  The crust was thin and perfectly crispy (Mom Mom Sullivan would appreciate this) and individual pizzas were big, so we all split two.  Finally we went to where the festival was being held (which turned out to be inside the outdoor museum with the ruins—if that makes any sense) and walked around taking pictures of some really old rocks.  They were neat, but there wasn’t really that many of them.  It was still fascinating to think that something so incredibly old was sitting right in front of me.

   Sunday I finally got to use my free Uffizi pass, and went right to the front of a long line (at least a 2 hour wait) of hot, angry tourists.  The museum is HUGE, and you have to walk up at least 4 flights of stairs to get to the galleries.  They built it that way because the Arno tends to flood and they don’t want a repeat of the Flood of 1966, where a lot of important artwork, manuscripts, and sculptures were lost.  Anyway, we went to the Renaissance Gallery because I wanted to see Sandro Botticelli’s painting The Birth of Venus for a paper I had to write for my Lit. class.  To be honest, the painting moved me more than I thought it would—even though I’ve seen it many times in books, that was nothing compared to seeing the giant canvas in person (behind a thick pane of glass).  I actually read something interesting about the painting: Venus’s neck is oddly long and her left arm is shaped funny in the painting.  Botticelli did this in order to make the perfect silhouette, but people rarely notice these things because she is so beautiful.  And she really is—it’s something that everyone should see, I think.
   This week has been fairly uneventful with classes and everything, but this weekend we’re going to the San Lorenzo market, which is supposed to be REALLY big to look around and maybe shop a little.  I really want to buy some Murano glass jewelry while I’m here.  Saturday Kelly and I and a couple other people from our group are taking a bus to the Chianti region for a wine festival (hopefully this one will be better than the one in Fiesole), and to see the rest of Tuscany.  Then, next weekend, we’re taking a trip to Capri until Sunday.  We get a bus ride there and back, a place to stay for 2 nights, breakfast, and a tour of the blue grotto and Pompeii.  I’m really excited!  Capri is supposed to be absolutely gorgeous.  We have other trips planned too, so I’ll report on them once they’re finalized—things sometimes have a habit of not working out!
  Hopefully I’ll write again soon.

Ciao!
~Katie


So I finally have a way to post on my blog!!

Aunt Sue will post for me for awhile until I can get it to work over here for myself. I’ll also send her some pictures I’ve taken so far, and if that doesn’t work I’ll send a link to Photobucket where I’ve posted all of them.
  The flight from Philly to Frankfurt took SO long…7 hours. It would have been fine if I slept but I basically spent all my time watching a bad movie without sound, reading, and trying to sleep unsuccessfully. I wasn’t really feeling anything, to be honest–I didn’t feel excited or upset or anything. My body probably went into shock that day! When we arrived in Frankfurt it was 8 or 9 am there, and I had somehow locked my phone so I couldn’t even call my mom. Finally, I got that all straightened out (after lots of grief) and sat down to wait for the flight to Florence. By this point, some kids from the group floated over to the bar in the terminal and started drinking beer. I guess they wanted to start their celebrations ASAP!
   On the plane to Florence, I looked out the window after passing out for 20 minutes (at the exact moment that the flight attendant passed by with sandwiches, mind you, so that I spent the next 7 hours starving…but anyway) and saw the Alps. I couldn’t believe it and I’m kicking myself right now for not taking a picture of them. I’ve never seen anything like it…miles and miles of blue-gray, snowcapped mountains. I hope I get to see them again–up close.
   Alright, so now onto my host mom, Maria. She is a SWEETHEART. She reminds me of Mom Mom Sullivan…if Mom Mom could only speak Italian. She helps Kelly and I with certain Italian words and we get some of what she says (I wouldn’t necessarily say most..). Like today for example, she said something about washing our clothes and something else…so Kelly and I just laid our clothes out on the bed. We figured if she left them there we’d just wash them ourselves…we’re kinda stuck, haha. She’s a great cook but Kelly and I eat way too much. It’s considered rude if you leave food leftover on your plate, so the more we eat the more she tends to give us. I am just now realizing that I am allowed to say I’m full. Last night I almost reached my breaking point: Maria gave us both a bowl of rice mixed with vegetables and some sort of sauce, which was delicious, but then she gave us a big square of this cream cheese and made us split it in half and eat it with a salad and crackers. Then she gave us an apple. I almost threw up right there because it was SO much food for me. My stomach has already been hurting with all this food, so I need to communicate with her and let her know that she might kill me. Soon I’ll get some pictures up of me and Maria.
   I started my classes on Monday: Italian, Sociology, Art History, and Lit. by and about Florentines (which is my favorite class). Sociology is really boring, but the prof is really nice. Art History could be interesting, but I’m afraid I’m going to fall asleep during it because it’s for 2 hours in the afternoon after lunch….not such a good combination. I love my Italian prof–she is SO funny. Today we were talking about birthdays to practice saying numbers, and she was talking about our horoscopes. One kid is a Scorpio and she told him that Scorpios are evil. It was pretty funny…she’s a sweetheart. My Lit. class is great—I love the prof and I love the books. Also, for most of these classes we’ll be going out into Florence to see different things and get a lot of hands on experience.
  Today is my last day for the week, so if I post anything new it’ll be on Monday. Hopefully this weekend will be fun…I’m actually spending a lot of it doing homework for Lit. I have to visit a site mentioned in the novel we just read (The Birth of Venus) and also visit one of the bridges on the Arno and make a presentation about it. I’ll post again soon!
 
PS–it would take a long time to e-mail these pictures to Aunt Sue, so I’ve decided to just post the link to the website I’ve posted them on: http://s11.photobucket.com/albums/a158/mks711/Arriving%20in%20Florence/
 
Enjoy!!
~MaryKate