9-15-2018 9:38 p.m. Dearest, It’s too soon for cabin fever to rear its ugly head and yet I find myself getting annoyed at small things. The co-captain washed his hands in the sink and instead of immediately grabbing a towel, first chose to fling water off himself. “You got your hand-water in my socca batter,” … Continue reading Letters from Florence, part 5 →