ITALY HAD IT'S HORRIBLE MOMENTS!
Like when we were going to Rome. It was tuesday and we had woken up REALLY early to get dressed,eat,ect. My godfather had taken 36 people to Italy for two weeks so it was hard to drive to Rome. So we rented a bus. We were all waiting at the gate and I was petting the German Shepherd Dog, Bear! AS usual. I LOVED HIM! Anyway, the bus finally arrives. The guy was so stupid. He pulled into a small part of the driveway where CARS could barley turn in and started arguing with my godfather. My godfather fought with him for about 15 mintues. So we couldn't go to ROME! We drove to Piza. Of course, we had trouble parking and then we had 3 fights with people. My dad got pretty rough in one of them. Also, some old friend of my Moms was treatiing me like her daughter. Saying " go get me a coke""Go get my bags!" UGH! It was so annoying. Bear got hurt to. He cut his paw on the glass left by the pool where SOMEONE(I suspect the lady who was treating me like a baby.)left a broken wine glass! She went to the vets. My cousin also got stiches!