The mission was clear: go eat some Italian food. In Italy.
And I wonder: why can’t road trips in the US be as visually stimulating as they are along the Mediterranean coast? Spontaneously set out from Nice on a bright and sunny afternoon to spend the evening in San Remo, about an hours drive east. Spent a few hours wandering the streets, headed to the beach to catch the sunset, and rounded out the night with some fabulous Italian lasagna.
Young, happy, and free.
Hello, Miss Mediterranean.
Pleased to meet you.