The kids were SUPER sick of pasta and pizza (never tougher I'd see the day!) by the time we left Italy. Meals had become a struggle. So tonight we went for hamburgers on the grill but with the sea breeze coming in, starting the grill took a lot more time and patience than expected.
But don't worry, even with all that fanning with the card form the car rental place (a lagniappe likely given because it took so dang long to get the car), he did NOT spill his wine.

Sick of pasta??!! I don’t believe it.
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