We should document that Europe seemed to bring out the klutz in me. There are many uneven streets, and I stumbled a lot or had my shoes squeak, as JB seemed to have no problems at all.
While in Florence, I tripped on the step going into the bathroom and just barely caught myself from falling butt first into the bathroom. I managed to bang up both knees and elbows during the save though.
In Venice, I tried to go to the bathroom without turning on the light (so as to not disturb my slumbering prince), and I stubbed ALL FIVE of my toes on the step to the bathroom. JB thought this was hilarious.
Why Italians have steps into their bathrooms is beyond me!!!
Rebellin 
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