I haven’t had time to go through my squazillions of photos from Venice, but here’s one that sums it up nicely. Sitting on our hotel’s private dock, eating one of manymanymany gelatos. And wearing stripes. I wish I was back there right now.
Let me back track four weeks, to the start of May, when we took a quick weekend trip to Rome to battle our vitamin d deficiency and to inhale as much gelato as humanly possible. It was my second trip to Italy; last December we dropped by Milan enroute back to London and to say I was not … Read More →