The grimes family yacht..... So after admiring the fifty million dollar yachts in Monaco, and observing the people sitting quietly on them looking kind of bored, we all agreed if we had our hands on that boat for an hour we would really have fun with it. We would swing from the balconies, blast the music, dive-bomb off the slides,skinny dip in the hot tub, dance like crazy. Really go for it. We looked into renting one for a day, 5,000$ Well as you can imagine, not in our budget. So here we were in italy, cinqueterre. An amazing part of the Italian riviera, with five ancient villages clinging to the oceans edge. No cars aloud. So you have the choice of paying for a trail and hiking on foot , train, or boats. Our first look at an Italian village. I LOVE IT!! Ok it's not France, which I would say is prettier in a way, but I love it just as much. It's so colorful, and happy feeling. The buildings are most likely Monaco and more....... So We went to Monaco because when you come to the south of France you just have to see that. It's pretty amazing, but personally I've had enough of super rich towns. jimmy paid nine euro for one beer. That is enough said about that. We left Monaco and headed for our first camp on Italy. It is very close to Monaco. It was so interesting, to come out of a tunnel and be in another country.We stopped for gas, and everything was different. The language entirely different of course, and we know NO Italian. The French are so calm when they talk. Everything is understated and flows like a gentle river. The Italian is opposite. Lively and loud and flowing more like a roller coaster. The clothing and architecture is different too.High heels galore. I am talking serious stilettos,and this was at the gas station, not Milan. We love italy. Grocery shopping is so fun here. The seasonings and pasta and quality of meat and vegetables. AMAZING! Last night I made a yummy dinner with all my finds. We have some of our best times sitting in our trailer with our cooked dinners just chatting. We are all so relaxed and end up having great laughs and conversations. JImmie loved my sauce so much last night that he huddled with the boys and had them massage me while he did the dishes. Man that must have been some good sauce. So sweet. I have the best husband. As I was laying their on my stomach, having my back and feet rubbed I said" I think I have gone to heaven" Tristan who was working on my feet said" yah but I think your feet have gone to hell" referring to my callouses. Before long they were singing I like big butts and I cannot lie. I'm afraid to say what their inspiration was. We went to meeting yesterday. I didn't understand a word, but we all loved it. The congregation all sang so loud and lovely. The warmth was just what you would imagine of italy. I absolutely love this culture. I think everyone in that kingdom hall came up and tried to talk to us. They were so beautiful and loving. They do the side hug kiss on the cheek thing, I can't get it right. I still hug like a hamburger, straight from the front and wrap my arms around like buns grabbing the patty. With this said, I ended up head butting a few people and accidentally ended up kissing their mouth instead of cheeks. Good thing Italians have a sense of humor. Well Internet has been hard to find. Hope to find some today, got to get in touch with Annika. We think she's coming after all, and were so excited. We all miss her sooo. We actually miss all our friends and family very much. Hugs and kisses to you all. Monaco and more....... So We went to Monaco because when you come to the south of France you just have to see that. It's pretty amazing, but personally I've had enough of super rich towns. jimmy paid nine euro for one beer. That is enough said about that. We left Monaco and headed for our first camp on Italy. It is very close to Monaco. It was so interesting, to come out of a tunnel and be in another country.We stopped for gas, and everything was different. The language entirely different of course, and we know NO Italian. The French are so calm when they talk. Everything is understated and flows like a gentle river. The Italian is opposite. Lively and loud and flowing more like a roller coaster. The clothing and architecture is different too.High heels galore. I am talking serious stilettos,and this was at the gas station, not Milan. We love italy. Grocery shopping is so fun here. The seasonings and pasta and quality of meat and vegetables. AMAZING! Last night I made a yummy dinner with all my finds. We have some of our best times sitting in our trailer with our cooked dinners just chatting. We are all so relaxed and end up having great laughs and conversations. JImmie loved my sauce so much last night that he huddled with the boys and had them massage me while he did the dishes. Man that must have been some good sauce. So sweet. I have the best husband. As I was laying their on my stomach, having my back and feet rubbed I said" I think I have gone to heaven" Tristan who was working on my feet said" yah but I think your feet have gone to hell" referring to my callouses. Before long they were singing I like big butts and I cannot lie. I'm afraid to say what their inspiration was. We went to meeting yesterday. I didn't understand a word, but we all loved it. The congregation all sang so loud and lovely. The warmth was just what you would imagine of italy. I absolutely love this culture. I think everyone in that kingdom hall came up and tried to talk to us. They were so beautiful and loving. They do the side hug kiss on the cheek thing, I can't get it right. I still hug like a hamburger, straight from the front and wrap my arms around like buns grabbing the patty. With this said, I ended up head butting a few people and accidentally ended up kissing their mouth instead of cheeks. Good thing Italians have a sense of humor. Well Internet has been hard to find. Hope to find some today, got to get in touch with Annika. We think she's coming after all, and were so excited. We all miss her sooo. We actually miss all our friends and family very much. Hugs and kisses to you all. older than France, and painted more colorful as they were in Spain. The paint was chipping off many of the buildings,which just added to the ambience. All the color of peoples clothing and linens hanging above from their windows also added more life to the air. Something about it just made me want to dance my way down the streets. So that's when Jim showed up like a prince with the grimes family yacht. Move over Donald trump, ....here come the grimes...It was this amazing blue yacht, to match the color of the endless Mediterranean sea. It glistened in the sun like a sparkling diamond,floating toward us. The boys leaped for joy!!! We all dove into the water for our excursion into the deep blue. It even came equipped with our own waterside. We pedaled our boat, as fast as we could to the open water. ( did I mention it was a pedal boat?) The best 45 euro we spent so far on this whole trip. For three hours we took turns pedaling to the next town. All the while dive-bombing,singing dancing, even a little skinny dipping. I have the most fantastic photo of Tristan sailing through the air, with nothing but the sea and blue sky surrounding him. ( though I've been sworn to not share this photo) It's priceless. We had absolutely the best day of our lives yet. So here we are in Rome.Actually just outside of Rome at our camp. As we were driving up the road , just near our camp, we saw three people walking . Two men dressed with ties, sporting book bags, a woman with a modest skirt. One look and we knew we were just about to meet two of our brothers and our sister. A very scattered conversation, some more sideways hugs and kisses. We are going to the sisters house for a spaggeti dinner tomorrow. So lovely to meet our dear family wherever we go. This camp is cool too. Laundry is half the price of everywhere else and the best part free internet! So that means I can upload twenty pages of this blog,because surely I have family and friends who are missing us as much as we miss them.