The colossem. Candy shops. Melon and mint gelato on one cone?! Up and down and up and down and up and down the Spanish Steps. Camille ate ravioi in creme sauce twice and is now craving it on a regular basis.
Peter’s conference keeps him busy while we spend half a day at the first toy store we’ve seen in seven months. We wandered the Villa Borghese with another family that Peter met last spring at orientation, they have been so gracious to tolerate us, especially Stefan the wild child. It’s like we came here with friends.
We were looking at the photos outside a restaurant of the famous people that have eaten there, Sophia Lauren, George Cloony, Pope John Paul. The picture of the pope is one in which he is playing boules. Stefan said, “And there is a famous bowler!” I stole Atya’s joke and said, “Yes, but he’s better known for his other work.”
We have also gotten a rough version of the bid list, listing 25 or so cities in the world, one of which we will be calling home in 2008.
twenty-something years of "what have you been up to?" 
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