Venice bonus post: Playing Cinderella

I'm glad we missed that train. Venice at night was completely different, and it made me love it all the more. The element of prettiness was still very much there, only it became even more romantic in a way, and was just as inviting. I couldn't for the life of me tell you whereabouts our…

Stuck in Venice – A Tale of Wine, Cheese, Eyeliner and Loose Change. Part III.

We didn't make it. We stayed in Venice; we're still here right now. We're stuck forever; that's us in the photo featured. Cazza's finishing off her glass, and I'm pondering over what cheese selection would go best with the next bottle.