Marie: “Jane, I can’t believe you booked us a place ON A CLIFF where we had to zigzag down 200 stone steps.”
Jane: “I asked you that before I booked the site.”
M: “Yeah, but that was before I actually knew what 200 steps carrying a 35 pound suitcase and a backpack would be like.”
J: “Well, we did it.”
M: “Yes, but I cursed you the entire way down.”
J: “I know, I could hear you.”
M: “Good!”
J: “Come on Marie, you have to admit it was one of the most beautiful views you have ever seen.”
M: “Jane, it was the most beautiful view I have ever seen!”
J: “Do you think the Crew would believe we walked back up those steps for dinner and then back down in the dark?”
M: “Jane, I don’t believe it! Especially since we had to walk back up to leave the next day.”
J: “But there was a tram for our luggage.”
M: “True. Did you see me hold out my arms and beg him to let me ride up on the tram?”
J: “Yes, it’s ok though…I’m getting use to you embarrassing me.”
M: “I had two thoughts on the walk up. 1) I should have stayed in the room. Eventually the police or someone would just drag me up the steps and 2) I’m glad I gave you my families phone numbers so they would know where to find my body.”
J: “Ya big baby.”
M: “Hey, you’re the one who renamed ‘Borgo di Campi’, ‘Borgo di Cardio‘.”
J: “Look on the bright side. We probably worked off some of that Gelato we had been eating.”
