Coming back to Rome it looks like coming back home. And then, when you leave Rome, you miss it. I miss red pizzas at the Campo dei Fiori bakery I miss the thousand of fountains, visiting a church and finding…
The beginning of November takes us by the hand, leading us to winter season. November is a month that often arouses melancholy. On the contrary, you can live it as a moment of pause, as the occasion to stay with…
This morning I went shopping and I felt in love. It’s true, I agree with you, now it’s not the mushroom season, but sometime, you need to go out of rules. Sometimes you need to fulfill your desire. After so…