Rain every day in the forecast. Sigh. Oh, well. We'll just snuggle under an umbrella, I suppose. ;)
Actually, one of my best memories was from when we were in France last year. We were in Amboise, and it was pouring and so dead that the cafes all closed. We stopped at this amazing little restaurant--the only one open, it seemed!--and had a wonderful dinner. We were the only ones in the place, and the two lovely ladies who served us kept bringing us little bits of cheese and little plates of olives to sample, and they fussed and fretted over us all evening long. It was wonderful! So now perhaps I'll welcome the rain in Florence.