Thursday, January 2, 2014


December 26, 2013

On the way back to Rome, we stopped at another little hilltop city.  Amelia was just as fun as Narni.  The streets were extremely narrow.  I was worried we would get stuck and never get down.  At one point we had about 1/2 inch on each side of the car even after we pulled the mirrors in.  I love visiting those unique places.  I spend the whole time saying how much I love it and Michael spends the whole time telling me it's because he's driving and not me.  One day he told me I needed to experience it from his point of view and made me drive.  I like it a lot more when he drives.

Which direction should I turn?

Little did we know we actually had lots of room on this one.  The worst was yet to come.

If you get tired walking to your apartment, you can sit down and rest because there is no way a vehicle is going to make it up the street.

Now that Christmas is over, the baby Jesus is in the manager.

This Duomo was absolutely beautiful.

Please, when I am dead just bury me six feet under where no one will ever see me again.

Now this is a tight fit.


  1. Sister Waddoups, I absolutely love your blog. It's beautiful, informative, and sometimes funny. (I was laughing out loud over the pictures of the tight fit with your car.) I check in almost every day to see if you've posted anything new. Thanks for all of your hard work and dedication!!!

  2. Oh my I can tell I would not like to drive in Italy. All those signs pointing in different directions and the tight fit is crazy!!

  3. For someone from the States, especially Utah, where the highways and even streets have signs indicating North, South, East, and West, driving in Italy can be an education. If you don't already know Italian city and provincial geography you will soon see and learn much more of it than you had intended. The photos certainly show that this is not necessarily a bad thing.