- RT @kylegriffin1: Lindsey Graham: “Every time we have a proposal it is only yanked back by staff members. As long as Stephen Miller is in c… 3 hours ago
- RT @igorvolsky: “The president will not negotiate on immigration reform until Democrats stop playing games and reopen the government,” said… 3 hours ago
- This is NOT OK. twitter.com/flimmigrant/st… 3 hours ago
Welcome to Vodka, Valium & DuctTape
Blogs I Follow
Category Archives: Travel
Our day in Florence, Italy, didn’t start off as well as we had planned. We were scheduled to take a morning tour called Nude and Food with Sam from Florence for Foodies at 9:00 am sharp. They warned us that our 9:00 … Continue reading
One of the first things we did in Italy was take an all day cooking class. And by all day I mean ALL DAY. Eleven solid hours. At the end we were exhausted but exhilarated. Healthy, homemade Italian cooking … Continue reading
It’s time to review our Italian Family Vacation. Let me preface this with: our vacations are NEVER dull. They usually contain at least one sick child/trip to the ER, and one major catastrophe. It has gotten to the point where … Continue reading
Rome is filled with Bangladeshi (is that even the right word?) street vendors. One right after the other they line the streets, all selling the exact same products. The exact. same. products. Standing no more than three feet apart from … Continue reading
Today I woke up with the fourth cold sore I’ve had in my entire life. As we were wandering Rome I saw a pharmacy, and decided to step in to see if they had anything for it. It was a … Continue reading
When one thinks “Glamorous Italian Vacation”, one gets a certain picture in their mind. I guarantee you, it’s nothing like the actual picture of my family on vacation. We are way more Griswold than Audrey Hepburn. Case in point: today … Continue reading
The small squishy one had been lamenting our lack of train travel. Looks like he is getting his wish.
The glamour of Italy continues. Does anyone know how to say “transmission” in Italian? Oh wait…I get to ride with the driver!
Not everything is glamorous in Italy. Take a brief pause from wanting to seal me up in a wine cask and remember, even in Italy, one must do laundry.