Friday, September 23, 2005
At the campsite we always made it back for dinner. It was funny how things are done so different there. In North America we are used to service. It is more than common to sit down for dinner, and the waitress will finally come to the table when there is a commercial on the show she is watching. We would spend hours at dinner, this didn't bother us one bit. We actually looked forward to just sitting and talking, or trying to figure out what was being said on Who Wants To Be a Millionaire in Italian. This is a picture of our Waitress very nice girl and I think possibly one of the friendliest people on the trip. We were getting things packed up on this night because tomorrow we were headed to San Marino.
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