Hee hee hee. I almost got kicked out of the Sistine Chapel. They told us "no flash photography", so naturally I ignored them and started popping away, and this huge security goon came up to me and started shoving me toward the door, growling something menacing in Italian. I panicked, but then did something brilliant: I played both stupid and American. "What? No flash? I didn't know. Honestly I didn't. Sorry. Hey, nice tie." And for some reason he let me go.