Mothers Are Full of Surprises

It never occurred to me that my mother Alice might have an interest in Rome.  It seems that she must have.  She seems to be everywhere.

Our first afternoon in Lucca I was sitting in a cafe, looking for an internet connection, and look what I found:

Then, this morning as I was walking down the narrow alley that our hotel is on, I saw signs of Alice again.

I think this goes to prove that mothers are full of surprises.