To finish off the roll, I shot a few pictures of this radio we got from Casey grandmother.  

Back to Rome pictures again. We visit the Capitoline hill museums. I still didn’t get to see the colossal head of Constantine. Next time. Museums are frigging gruelling.  

I bought these drums from Steve, and then sold them. The flaming siena rug is still mine, and makes quite a stir when I throw it down at black-tie events, let me tell you.