Here's a Smart car I'll be smuggling home to Mary in my carry on. You can't go anywhere in this city without being reminded of the Olympics. Last night I was in the supermercata and everybody there was wearing some sort of team jacket. I followed 5 guys from Belarus as they groped fresh fruit for 10 minutes. Back to the booth to read more stuff, then Gary and I
Are going to a local dive for dinner. Here's a good tip from Gary...In Italian the word for menu is- "menu".
Booona notay.