The rolling green hills of Umbria speed past the train window as I feel my body and mind start to relax.
Sometimes we need to get off the merry-go-round of our daily routines and say to ourselves, “Selves, it’s time for a little trip somewhere we’ve never been before.”
Faraglioni
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A granita (crushed ice and fruit juice) and a little serenade.
This is how the “other half” lives.
The natives must have the strongest hearts and calves in Italy.
Church bells and evening cocktails on the Piazzetta.
I think he’s giving me the side-eye!
Morning dip in the Mediterranean, anyone? Marina Piccola.
A light lunch at Pescheria Le Botteghe.
Window shopping for the colors of Capri at OROGAMI.
Ahhhhh.
Orvieto or Bust: 