The small town of Salerno. Thanks for the tip DG! It was perfect!
I skated along the coast in both directions as far as the road would take me without getting on a highway... then went back to the middle, tore off my skates, bought a €1 big ol' beer and headed to the beach.
I'm a crappy photographer...
The first night I had pasta with muscles and tomatoes, YUM!
Then they brought out this plate of anchovies... I tried it... but NOPE.
Nice marina/mountain view. Photos don't do justice.
hahahaha, yep!
This artist had a number of pieces around... loved this one.
Sat on the beach where I did nothing. And it was everything I thought it could be.
Tunes, beer, a view.... wish it never ended.
5 AM the next morning I headed to the train station to get back to Roma for my flight home.... cryyyyying inside. The plane was 2 hours late so I missed my Houston plane while standing in the customs line in DC. I don't need to bring any negativity to this post so I will omit the part about the Don Johnson douche nozzle. He will get his.
Thanks for reading!!! Someday I may finish my reflections post I started...
Anchovies are a little hard to handle, if you ask me, sardines is where it's at four canned fish!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, my phone probably is sucking out my brains :) haha