Today was my first day back babysitting with Mia, my little three year old charge here in Florence. It was nice to see her again. It was also nice (this is sarcasm by the way) to be thrust into an entirely Italian language afternoon at the park. I must have done all right. One grandfather even asked me to watch the little princess while he took the little prince off to the edge of the park to pee. So I figure basically I'm in.
On another unrelated but during the same outing note I saw an elderly man whose feet turned out so far they looked like the first position in ballet attempting to speed walk and sporting the most violently orange fake tan on the planet. There's some things you just can't un-see.