We couldn’t help but smile when we woke up to Italian coffee
Nicolas, cheery hostal-owner and cappuccino-maker extraordinaire
With our backpacks still strapped on, we climbed the Duomo.
We saw last night’s arcades in a new light.
The daylight also called our attention to these horses at the duomo’s base.
Pizza? In Italy?!
Staring at a marzipan display on the way to catch our train to: