I get along well with my sister and mom, it's that assclown I can't stand, I think I've bitched about him before. And what a surprise, that idiot is already drinking. Every day it's the same thing 'I need a beer, I will order a gin and tonic', in Finnish, then bitch when the Italians don't understand. He's the kid of a Finnish tourist that gives us all a bad name, always talks Finnish to the waiters, even tho there are 2 English speakers in the table and pretty much insults the country by ordering fucking steak and fries, in Italy. My mom sure knows how to pick 'em, the first one drank himself to dead and this one, with diabetes and a heart condition (at least my father only had diabetes) will follow suite, too bad it can't happen fast enough. 4 more nights in Italy, then 3 more in Finland and if I'm lucky he will kill himself before my next vacation.