My experience on this trip was shaped by the odd group of tourists who went, so I need to set the stage by introducing the various characters involved. Much like in the movies, we were a ragtag bunch of mismatched personalities. Unlike in the movies, we did not all learn to work together in the end, nor did we heroically die off one by one until only the male and female love interests were left. (And thank goodness for that, since I was not the female love interest in this story.) Instead, we just started ignoring each other more and more, until I gleefully escaped the others to spend my final day in Italy alone and carefree. But I'm getting ahead of myself here.
First, there's me. I'm much too humble to brag, so I won't attempt to describe myself. :)
|This is me.|
Next, we come to my friend Heidi. Naturally, being my friend, she is interesting, perceptive, fun, and altogether awesome. The idea of this trip originated with Heidi, in concert with her British friend Steve. (Names of individuals may or may not have been changed to protect the grumpy. If anyone mentioned here ever finds my blog, um, I love you all, even if I don't necessarily want to travel with most of you again.)
|This is Heidi (looking rather more two-dimensional than usual).|
|This is Steve. Actually, this is everyone but me -- Herb, Steve, Sophie, then Heidi in back.|
|This is Sophie.|
|This is Herb (and me, obviously).|