I have to jump forward in the story because I met an Italian man in Rome after Sara and I went to the Cinque Terre. Then, we left Italy and flew to Madrid. My Italian Romeo wanted me to come to visit him in southern italy, so my phone would not stop ringing once we arrived in Spain. It took all of about 8 hours for me to cave in and agree to fly back to Rome. The next day, I jumped on a flight back to Rome, grabbed a hot sweaty train from the airport to the central station, and took another train south for 2 hours to Napoli where Angelo met me in his car and we drove another 2 hours to Scalea. Wow, the things we do for love!
Sara was terrific about the whole thing. She just said "go, have fun, I'll see you back here next week".
watch my video of the beach below the hotel in Scalea.
About Me
- Michelle
- A new chapter in my life has just begun. Every day is another glorious adventure!
1 comment:
It looks amazing, the water is so clear! Do you speak any Italian? You'll have to show us all your pictures when we get back. And there is nothing like a hot fling with the romantic Italians! :)
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