Italian cappuccinos dusted with coffee powder for breakfast.
The one shot i got of part of the palace barberini ceiling before they got close enough to stop me. Thankfully the casio is fast. Unfortunately I was too nice to persist in taking photos after the "art student needing to write a paper" gambit failed.
Italy rocks because it has gelaterias. This one has cone-iferous vegetation growing in the shop. I can see you wincing. Good.
Italians are really crazy about their sports.
Loads of sculptures outside.
Loads of sculptures inside.
Holy people abound and make you feel like being a good person. Note also the gelato stand behind the nun.
People trying to figure out the latin.
Nice bridges. Note the dome in the background -- that's St. Peter's Basilica.
Angels.
The buildings have elaborate facades! So many of them! Even random houses!
Old school pizzerias.
New fangled gelaterias.
Pretty churches.
Rome has a colosseum. The Colosseum. But i think Tunisia's one nicer.
It has the Vatican museums. Which, sadly, are superdupercrowded.
Multiple copies of Michelangelo's David lying around (and an original, too.)
Pretty bridges, yes.
Having the time to sit and wait for Sunset.
Riversides by night.
Full moons.
Venice.
More beautiful churches.
Even the doorbells are funky.
Jedi Gondola races.
Huuuuuuge shopping alleys.
Narrow streets.
The streets are crawling with god....grandfathers.
The most elaborate flying buttresses i've seen in my life.
And finally, the reason why Italy REALLY rocked:
Spending more money on desserts than on the main course. Meet the honorable mssrs Tiramisu, Wildberry cheesecake, and wildberry-fied Panna Cotta.
Ya apparently the above made me really happy.
Of course there was also a lot a lot a lot of pretty art, but unfortunately I couldn't take photos of most of them. Suffice to say that I'm avoiding any artworks made from 1200 to about 1500s for now.
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