Italia, baby!

In just a few hours, I will be in Rome, Italy.

Too. Damned. Excited.


I'll probably "blog" from there, with the plethora of Cyber Cafes and would-be pit pocket thieves I should find myself right at home. "Beware the Gladiator" they say. These are men that troll along the "Spanish Steps", a destination for my people watching. Stealing your money, camera, and virginity.

Having said that, I'll probably have to find some kind of technological gizmo (telegraph, smoke signal) that allows me the freedom to communicate from Rome to America. After all, I have to check my "junk mail" folder via e-mail for potential Viagra shipments.

Yep. I'm an International Woman of Wit. (And there is no area code that could stop me.)

Ciao.


The Spanish Steps in Rome.