The city had taken us and carried us away with it's regal marble streets. We hardly had time to breathe as we ran from one beautiful view to the next. We walked to the massive fountain out front and danced in the water as the wind blew it wildly all over us. I notice people watching while Tamara twirl on, blissfully unaware as always. She asks why I'm not dancing and I tell her I'm afraid of getting my camera wet. Half truth but, well, sometimes it's hard to dance when people are watching.