This post is long but very visual and not wordy at all. A hodgepodge of unordered scenes of food and breathtaking places. Sit back, relax and enjoy Italy through my lens.
I stared at Venice’s rooftops for hours. Literally.
Wished I could ride a bike to work. Or a convertible Smart Car. Oh, how I wished.
Paused to read the names of lovers on locks whose keys were thrown in the Tiber forever.
Spotted these gorgeous prosciuttos.
Then a five-kilo, five-kilo, jar of Nutella.
Nipped one cappuccino after another.
Then swooned at the smell of rustic pizza and roasted chestnuts.
Practiced my Italian pronunciation with the word for mushrooms: funghi. Fooongueee. I think.
Was coerced to go to the Vatican by my Catholic husband but was glad I did.
Then coerced him to take me on a gondola ride. I had to do the gondola thing. Quand même!
Wanna guess what’s next? All I’ll say is it’s inspired by the sights and smells in this post. Come back tomorrow ;)