Vacation

S. is planning on going to Italy for a week in March to meet a friend, and she asked me at work if I had ever gone. Before my family and I moved to the states, we may have crossed the border from Switzerland to Italy for a few day trips now and again. However, since I don't quite remember any of those trips, it doesn't really count, does it. In the summer of 1989, my family and I went to Europe for the first time since we left nine years previous.
During that summer, my sister had a job in Florence with some sort of fancy dishmaking company who had its headquarters in Florence, so I, along with my mom and brother, went to Florence to visit her. I remember how much my brother hated driving in the city. We basically parked the car and left it in the spot for the five days we were there. Those drivers were just nuts!
I remember lots of walking, a few musuems, great food, and then some more walking. Also, the bathroom in my sisters apartment was just plain weird. They basically just stuck a shower attachment on the wall and left it at that. There was no stall and no shower curtain, so when you took a shower, the whole bathroom got wet. It always takes me a while to get used to bathrooms and showers I'm not familiar with. Hey, everybody's got their idiosyncracies. Nevertheless, the trip was great, but I may have been too young to really enjoy it.
S.'s future trip has gotten me to thinking of my dream vacations, one of which would be going back to Italy.
Dream Vacation #1: Go back to Italy and visit the Amalfi coast. Better yet, I want to rent a convertible and drive along the coast, starting from Rome and going all the way to Monaco, which kinda puts me into ...
D.V. #2: I want to visit Monaco so that I can watch the Formula 1 race in Monte Carlo. I'm not especially big into car racing, but it's a race I have to see. Plus, once the race is done, I can just myself on a corner somewhere and see the world's most expensive and unique cars go by. That place is just sick money.
D.V. #3: Ireland. This place has been on my mind since the early 90s, but I've never had a chance to go over there. I imagine the countryside is the greenest green one could ever see. I also picture rolling hills as well as seaside cliffs. It must be one of the world's most beautiful places...plus, I'm guessing there's some wicked cool gothic castles.
D.V. #4: At one point, I'll get married, and I want to go to Paris for the honeymoon. Cliche, huh? I suppose so, but it is supposed to be one of the most romantic cities in the world. Well, I guess a beach in the caribbean would be nice, too.
I have some travelling to do.