Thirteen days in Italy with some of my favorite people on the planet. Life is good.

Romans, fountains, cobbled streets, pasta, skinny dogs, walled cities, fine wine, tasteless bread, zipping scooters, gelato, perfect pizza, historic art, icons, exhaust fumes, vineyards, rolling hills, steep inclines, a funicular, good friends, more pasta, new friends, yummy cheese, Nuvi, missed telephone calls, no water pressure, 100 fountains in one place, open markets, aching calf muscles, porcheta sandwiches, the Moeller boys, even more pasta, beautiful children, David, trains, business class, rooftop clotheslines, tiny nonas, reindeer/rootbeer, piazzas, duomos, Catholic everything, cafes, long scary car rides, orange markers, ancient ruins, San Ubaldo, hats, a new favorite country.

When can we go again?

Ciao, Caroline

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