How can I be here in Italy and have nothing to say?
I’m not sure, but I think jetlag has finally hit me. I could curl up under the table and sleep now (it’s 11 am here). My powers of observation are limited to Internet points and caffe bars. Please, more caffeine and a ‘Net connection.
Of course this is an art mecca and there are hundreds of famous paintings and statues within a 500 meter radius of my seat at this Internet station. Sure, there’s plenty of glorious architecture just waiting to be viewed. But I’ll skip it all for a nap and a book.
Don’t let anyone fool you; travel is tiring. Caffe espresso, anyone?
