When in Rome

A hard drive crash left me heartbroken that I’d lost these shots. Fortunately I’d already uploaded them to Flikr as a backup and forgotten.

Anyway, I usually have a billion words for the places I go, but this time I feel like the pictures speak for themselves. It was Rome at night, tiny villages, the hills of Tuscany, plus Michelangelo and lakes and architecture and the incessant laughter of one of my favorite international friends. It’s sensory overload, no matter which sense you choose. Dig in.



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