|The ceiling in one of the cathedrals - absolutely amazing to look at|
|Bad angle, but the bushes halfway up this field spell out PAX, which means peace in Italian|
|It's not just a ham and cheese sarnie, honest...|
|I made sure to have my fill of coffee as well|
The menu said this was a salad, so I felt quite healthy and smug while digging into this humongous pile of bacon, cheese and bread, punctuated by the occasional smattering of lettuce and chicory. OM NOM NOM.
All my dreams came true while I was eating this tiramisu. At the same time, I think a part of me died while eating this tiramisu. From the moment I finished it onwards I am forever to be but a shell of my former self unless I can eat it every day for the rest of my life. I licked the plate. There is photographic evidence. I also had ice cream (gelato?) which was divine, but which I won't post a picture of because the picture includes me looking like a hungover gremlin.
Here I am not looking like a hungover gremlin, making rather a show of myself in a bar called Merlins. Ignore the bra hanging out of my dress - not a good look, I'm aware.
Brilliant weekend had, all in all. My first time flying was not remotely as traumatic as I expected it to be. On the way there it was pretty exciting, and on the way back I was tired and just read all the way. I'm planning another trip to Italy later on this year so I hope I enjoy that just as much!
Now to read the 11 library books I have checked out, tidy my room and prepare for my friend Holly's arrival on Saturday :)