Margaret started her second Journal today (her colleagues gave her a writing journal as a "happy travels" gift), and enjoyed her time, sitting on the Italian Riviera. There were fewer people sitting there this afternoon than there had been in the morning. That was because a few clouds came out and people started packing up. Apparently, they didn't pay good money for 26 degree weather. They expected 35 degrees so, in disgust, they left. To our amaze...

We had no trouble making our way to Marina di Massa from Verona, having figured out how the roads work, and we quickly booked ourselves into a huge hostel overlooking the ocean and moments from every Italian's holiday destination (they were everywhere!!). It wasn't the cleanest place, the staff was less than friendly or helpful, and our roommates were definitely not the best. However, for 44 Euros a night for the four of us, including breakfast, it was too good...