I could not help the title.
Other than the fountain for Neptune in Piazza Maggiore - this has been one of our favorites:
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- In honor of our next to last day...
- Rock Lobster
- Happy Birthday Dad
- Sportfreude Stiller
- Paris holds the key to your heart – You'll be “tre...
- What is that mysterious ticking noise?
- Basel-Tov
- And Now For Something Completely Different
- Interrupted in Interlaken
- Swiss Fondue was a fon-don't.
- Bring on the Blue Balls!
- If its not Baroque, don't fix it
- Gummy bears - bouncing here and there and everywhere
- It's O-S-C-A-R...my Bologna has a second name...
- My bologna has a first name...
- This Needs No Explanation
- Videos from Florence
- Videos from Assisi
- A haiku for you upon seeing David.
- A Frenzy in Firenze
- Nun Capresce
- The San Francesco Treat
- What ever happened to predictability? The milkman...
- I Don't Like Pope in my Juice
- Everything we needed to know about Ancient Rome, w...
- I feel like Audrey Hepburn to Chris's Gregory Peck...
- How to get gypped in Venice.
- Can you picture that?
- How do you make a Venetian blind?
- So I'm packing my bags for the misty mountains
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