this cannot be real

hello march

Pictures from Lateral (food), Toledo (church), and the arrival of the Wilken-Horne family.

bella italia

This past weekend I finally fulfilled something I feared I would never complete: I returned to Rome. Almost exactly three years ago I fell in love with Rome when I was traveling with my best friend from high school, her mom, my mom and my best friends uncle who speaks italian and lived in Italy for many years. Leaving Rome three years ago I cried for fear that I would never be back and I would never see anything as beautiful as Rome ever again. Well, now that fear can go away because last weekend Carolyn and I traveled to Rome. All I can really say is that it was as indescribably beautiful as the last time I visited.

Est! Est! Est! pizza part one.

Piazza Barberini.

Borghese gardens.

Borghese Gallery.

View from the Spanish Steps.

The Trevi Fountain.

The Pantheon.

 Raphael's grave.

THE BEST COFFEE PLACE IN THE WORLD.

The best capuchino of my entire life. 

I had been dreaming of it since last time I was in Rome.

Seriously.

The plaza of the philosopher Bruno. Always makes me think of my Bruno.

And Alli! this is the place we got our toe rings!!

Ps. the gypsy man was not there. I looked. Sad times.

Italian Señoras.

The St. Angel Bridge.

I feel like I just popped out of my computer.

Cfan you know what I mean. That picture owned my life for three years.

The Vatican.

Pizza Montecarlo, pizza part two.

The Colosseum.

The Roman Forum.

Pizzeria Da Baffetto, pizzza part three.

Just in time.