Dear Italy,
I miss you. I miss my morning cappuccino. I miss my afternoon caffe (and those well-dressed baristas with their cute hats). I miss the grazies and the pregos. I miss al dente pasta. I miss fresh seafood. I miss your vino rosso. I miss saying vino rosso, per favore. Of course I miss your pizza. I even miss your graffiti and the crowded streets in Naples. I miss taking the train to Pompeii, to Sorrento, to Rome. I miss that nocciotella gelato I had in Amalfi.
I miss the sea view from my hotel room in Positano (I miss all the views!). I miss the sound of the waves crashing on Fornillo beach. I miss the Mediterranean air. I even miss those grueling stairs and steep climbs.
Other things I miss:
Lunch in Positano: prosecco, birra, misto di verdure (mixed vegetable platter), and usually al fresco.
This view of the Amalfi Coast. Is there anything more beautiful?
Visiting musuems like the Museo Archeologico Nazionale, in Naples.
Gelato. Did I mention the daily gelato?
I’m not sure when I’ll see you again (but, I plan on seeing you again!).
Amore,
Ms. S&C
[Update: For those of you keeping track of such things — you’re not crazy — this post *has* been updated with new pictures and slightly modified text. Nothing major (and not that we’re close), but we strive for perfection at S&C.]
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