“I have to run to the bathroom. Here, hold my camera.” “Okay.” “Wait, why are you smiling?” “Huh? No reason.”
Honestly, if I think about it, it’s a miracle Rand and I end up anywhere. Because so many of our outings are just disastrous. Rand will get it into his head that he wants to see something, and ask me if I want to go along. A day spent exploring some unknown city with…
In Italian, because when in Rome Amalfi … La fontana:
And then we were in Amalfi. Okay, fine. It wasn’t exactly that simple. Before we reached the little city on the coast, there was a lot of driving involved, much of it taking place on narrow streets not built to accommodate two lanes of traffic (but this is Italy, and so: two lanes).
Tales of Food, Feminism, and Fury
by Geraldine DeRuiter
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