Get ready to be absolutely bombarded with photos.

Don't say I didn't warn you.  Here's just a SAMPLING of the millions of photos (maybe an exaggeration, maybe not) I took over the course of our vacation.  And actually, a couple of the group photos came from the other ladies.

Naturally, any morning in Italy must begin with cappuccino and a pastry.

For some reason, this Gladiator didn't appear to be very afraid of me.

Insert reference to The Hunger Games here.

Some ruins.

More ruins.  As it turns out, there are a lot of them in Rome.

My lovely traveling companions

All squished together at the Trevi Fountain

Where's the Pope? He didn't make an appearance although surely someone must have told him we were coming...?

A very old man. Could probably use a post-mortem pedicure.

Masa, Kristina and Magen relaxing outside the Vatican Museum

The best in the world.

Spanish steps!  One evening there was a group of raucous Spaniards doing the Macarena and it was spectacular.

In Milan, climbing to the top of the Duomo

More Duomo

The whole group, in our amazingly cool, rainbow-inspired sunglasses.

In Milan, Kate and I spent a whole lot of time crouched low to the ground, avoiding pigeon attacks.

Prague is so cool.

At the Prague Castle, this is the official Defenestration Window.  Thus Veronica and Magen are attempting to defenestrate Emily.

Last leg of our journey - asleep in the Lyon airport.

Getting cozy...a looooong night.

So there you have it, folks - now we're all back safe and sound in Bordeaux.  And like I've said a million times before, life here is pretty cool, too.