Day 256

I don't speak German. Wish I did! I picked up these cute little booklets when we visited Germany two years ago. I have no idea what they say, other than I really like the design of them. I took French in high school and tried to learn Italian before we lived in Italy for six months (part of our one-year-off in 2008). Don't ask me to recite any poetry though in a foreign tongue. Ordering an ice cream in a gelateria would be about the best I could do! Munich