Kevin: Getting our feet wet, setting the travel guidelines

Trusting that Marj will make good on her previous promise to describe our first big meal at "Medionale" a tiny eatery fifty feet from out front (automated!) gate, I'll skip to our second day in the "Eternal City." I am currently very relieved to hear Marj and Phil stirring from their late day nap after enduring their first day of the forced march Kate and I like to call "seeing the sites."  (We lost Brooks three quarters of the way through when he bailed and went home, violating the rule of visiting at least one museum a day.

He'll pay for that tomorrow.