Posts tagged with Italy:
Every few weeks I get a painful yearning to return to life in Florence, and I start scheming and brainstorming ways to escape back to the land of vibrant pasta, cheap Chianti, and the most beautiful language in the history of humanity . I love my life in La La, but nothing will every compare to the five months I spent abroad in Italy, having some of the most incredible adventures and interactions that I could ever have dreamed of. What is it about Italy that entices me so? When I break it down, I always come to the same conclusion. They love. They don’t just like things, they LOVE things. People, places, foods, drinks, hand gestures, American women. They love life. They love their language. They love love. And here, to drive the point home, are a collection of photos I took whilst traveling the country.
My fave ^ , it’s framed in my house.
this happened. in our cozy Italian kitchen.