I am back from vacation. Loved
it. Everything we did was awesome, from our house in Mallorca, to the cruise of the Med, to our brief stay in Barcelona. So much fun. But sorry, Euros, America rules. Somebody texted me and asked me if I was going thru relapse from not being connected to the sports world. I told them FWORD NO! Vacation means
to vacate, and I did. We hit Mallorca, Naples and Capri, Rome, Luca and Palma, Spain before getting back to Barcelona where we departed from. The hilight to me, aside from time with Megan and Topher, was The Sistine Chapel and Saint Peter's Basillica. Humbling. Meeting the Pope was cool, too, I guess.
Talk to you tomorrow.