Friday's Letters

Manarola, Cinque Terre, Italy

Dear Friday.  I'm too exhausted to be productive, so I think the puppies and I are just going to be lazy and cuddle all day.  Sounds like the ideal Friday to me.  Dear Ryanair.  Only you would have €9 flights to Pisa, a deal that a friend and I jumped on immediately.  Two days admiring the Italian culture?  Why not.  Dear Pisa.  The Leaning Tower was kind of fun, and I love your walkplatz [no idea what the term is in Italian] but other than that, not much going for you.  Nice little town though.  Dear Cinque Terre.  You are the best thing I've ever done.  The amount of gorgeous photos I was able to take is astounding, your weather is beautiful, the food is amazing, and the culture is wonderful.  Thanks for having us.  Dear Erica.  Wouldn't have chosen anyone else to experience all of this with!  We climbed mountains, persevered in our attempt to find the Mediterranean in Livorno, and stayed strong when being assaulted by crazy bus drivers and beggars.  Good work.  Dear Italian men.  I've discovered you have a thing for redheads.  Not so pleasant on my end, especially when dealing with the creepy old hotel owner named Paolo.  Dear husband.  I wish you had been able to go with me, but I'll save some other amazing trips for you instead.  Paris?  Switzerland?  Rome?  All three?  Sounds good.  Love and miss you!  Dear lovely ladies.  Hope you all had as wonderful a week as I did!  And hopefully you're not as hip or foot sore as I am.  Any amazing events that you'd like to share? I'd love to hear!