Our first day in Italy was not the tremendous success you and I were hoping to read about here. And that's okay. With three kids - an almost 9 hour red eye flight in which no one slept longer than 30 minutes (in total), it quickly became evident that our only goal was to survive the day. 

After planning for over 8 months, July 3 has finally arrived. I'm as anxious as that feeling you get when you're a teenager in line with your boyfriend for the big, new, exciting roller coaster. Will you make it alive? How will you he do? Will you impress him with your courage? No backing out now. Despite our lack of thorough planning of the itinerary (very unlike us, seriously), we did well with our timeline for the day. The huge car service taxi arrived promptly at 3:30pm and all of our baggage was ready for them.