Sunday, nonno and nonna's last weekend day here, we took the train to the shore, to Brighton. It snowed. And snowed. And snowed. Sunday, April 6th was the snowiest day we've had this winter -- oops, Spring. The snowflakes were so huge that you can't see nonno, nonna or Julia OR THE SHORE in the photos. Needless to say, it was a bust. We came home after a cold cold day. We didn't even have fish and chips that Brighton is so famous for... we didn't even SEE a Fish and Chips restaurant but that's not saying much since we didn't see much of anything at all!