Just answer me this: where are the etiquette police when you need them? 

So, today I am walking through one of the major world heritage sites.  It is the Florentine version of Versailles. 

And what did I see this girl tourist doing as she walked through the major monument we both happened to be viewing today:  she carried her liter size bottle of water and drank from it as she looked at the furnishings of the Medici-Riccardi palace.

Sure, why not?

And I said nothing.  That earns me a better place in heaven, correct?

Because it took every ounce of self control that I possess not to say a word.

I hoped she’d figure out I was taking her picture, but she was oblivious.  Of course.