Been to and going

So I've been with Dave ever since we met up in Rome. After a few days there (including a day trip to Pompei) we shuffled on up to Florence for a few nights. It was amazing. Our Ceiling had a 16th century fresco painted on it (I mean... the ceiling of our room, not the hotel). Apart from that, Michaelangelo's David was intense. Everyone said it would be, but you can't understand until you've seen it. I captured a few illegal shots before we took off. Also, the gelato in Florence can't be beat. We were told by some locals where the best gelato was, and they were right. The day we left, we went there 3 times for breakfast (I'm on holiday, no judgind alowed).

We went through Pisa and spent the night in Lucca, hometown of my friend, Giaccomo Puccini. Since then, we've been in the Cinque Terre on the Italian Riviera, which is too beautiful for words. It's five really small towns, and even though Dave and I have a platonic relationship, I think we've caused waves with the locals (they always chat and stare when we walk around, only augmented by the fact that our mini-apartment is on the central square). Last night we splurged for a four-course dinner in the nicest restaurant they have, and three older American ladies just could not stop staring at us. In retaliation we decided to hold hands and make googley eyes at each other, so as to watch them squirm. We ran into them again today on the hiking paths between cities, and it was pretty funny.

We leave tomorrow for Verona, where hopefully we'll get to catch an opera. Then it's on to Venice (where I'll be when Harry Potter comes out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), at which point we part ways. It's okay, though, because he's going to come visit KY for a vegan week sometime in the future, and I'm going to start writing Harlequin novels to finance a shopping adventure to southeast Asia, where he will accompany me (he's... got money).

Much love,
Scott