A love story interruption

Eeek! I'm so excited! I found a bunch of my photos and postcards from our trip to Italy.

And guess what else. I realized I have already mixed up the order of parts of our trip. Argh. Tomorrow's post actually happened before last week's. So, although the story is basically the same, I got two days out of order.

But that won't happen again because a bunch of my photos of the date written on the back of them. The historian in me needs to be accurate.

I'm going to go through my previous posts and add some applicable photos, where necessary. But first, I have to ask Marco to scan them into the computer.

I don't think I've mentioned this, but just a few days into our trip, my camera broke. So Liz took most of the photos and printed off doubles for me. Awesome because I have pictures of my epic journey, sad because I don't have the negatives. But, psh, who needs negatives? It's the digital age!

Sorry, I'm sure you were hoping this post would be about something really pivotal in my life, like about the salad I ate for lunch today (tuna on top!). But instead, all you hear about is my fascination with something that happened over a decade ago.

Stay tuned!