Webb and I just arrived in Frankfurt from Paris. Despite the poor weather in France, Paris was a relaxing change from the rest of the trip. A nice denouement, if you please.

I even have a nice souvenir from the visit! Check out this MSNBC story, particularly the last seven paragraphs.

Ran with bulls. Didn’t make ESPN highlights.

The party never stops here in Pamplona. It goes through the night then makes a brief halt for the running of the bulls every morning.



Read about the festival at the official web site.

Tomorrow afternoon we leave for Paris. Only one week left in the journey!

Pamplona, here I come!

I’m in Rome now!

It turns out that it costs about 10 euro per hour to surf the web in Switzerland. Here in Rome, it costs 7 euro to have a load of clothes washed and dried – and there’s free web access while you wait! Hence, this post.

I’ve never seen a laundromat such as this. Two Mexicans run the place, which happens to have Canadian flags posted throughout the room. Washers and driers are against the walls, and six computers are in the middle. I think everyone in here is an American or Canadian college student (and it’s packed).

Webb and I walked to the Coliseum today after checking into our hostel. There’s something stirring about turning a corner and being face-to-face with a 2000-year-old sports arena. And to think that the Twins are complaining about the Metrodome being old…

Soccer (or should I say football?) is incredibly popular here. Last night, in Venice, we spent several hours at an open-air pub watching the European Cup semi-finals. The game was Portugal versus the Netherlands. With the TV outside on the street, there was a sizable crowd gathered to watch the game. “What’s the score?” passersby would ask. “Who is Portugal playing?” “Is this the semi-finals?” Each goal (or close attempt, or actually just about anything) drew roars from our numbers. These Europeans sure like their soccer!