EUROPEAN VACATION (conclusion)

I arrived in Florence, Italy, late in the day and was met by my missionary friends. Because their apartment was a one-bedroom, they had made arrangements for me in a nearby small hotel, which was directly across the street from the museum that housed Michaelangelo's DAVID.

The next three days were spent sightseeing while dodging the thousand (so it seemed) mopeds that sped around the city. I did some sightseeing on my own, some with my friends, and also met many of their co-workers.

I insisted on taking them to dinner one evening and asked N____ to select the restaurant. She chose one that had an excellent reputation, although they had never dined there.

The restaurant was in a good location and beautifully appointed. N____took one look at the menu and became extremely embarrassed, as it was VERY EXPENSIVE. They wanted to leave but I insisted that we stay and enjoy the meal. I'm not sure that they did.

The last leg on my trip took me to Besancon, France, where I stayed with the French friends I had met on my first trip overseas (A SAD, SAD DAY - CONCLUSION). Read about them in my next blog.

More, later.