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Venice, Italy – Alfred Hitchcock’s Inspiration

Have you ever wanted to sound like the world’s biggest a-hole and  alienate multiple friends, all in one fell swoop?  If so, pay close attention and do exactly as I say.  Kind of roll your eyes a little bit in an exaggerated act of annoyance and say the following words with the smug impatience of someone who thinks they’re as classy as Ivanka Trump (but really only has as much class as her father, ‘The’ Donald).  Repeat after me:

“Ugh.  We have to go to Venice… again?!  Bleeeehh.”

Do that, and you are sure to land on the top of most people’s sh*t list!  At the risk of losing blog readers, friends and maybe even a few family members… that is exactly how we felt recently when we went back to Venice.  I can fully appreciate this is a ridiculous thought to have and even more obnoxious to share… but hey, this is a blog that delivers brutal honesty.  When we booked our cruise with Celebrity Cruises a little while back, we did it despite the fact that the ship spent two days at port in Venice.  Don’t get me wrong, Venice is a beautiful city with a unique charm found nowhere else in the world. If you’ve visited Venice before, you may reminisce about the romantic gondola rides, the charming cafes and the stunning churches.  But when you’ve faced with a visit to Venice for the fifth time, you are more likely reminded of the crowded piazzas, overprices restaurants and long lines full of pushy tourists.

See,
See… “First World Problems Girl” gets it!

Venezia (Venice) has an alluring history that I find to be more fascinating than nearly any other city in the world.  I mean, the entire city has been floating on water for centuries, for Pete-sake!  I detail a brief explanation  of how Venice came to be in this blog post (definitely worth a quick read).

Doge's Palace with San Marco Campanile in the background
Doge’s Palace with San Marco Campanile in the background
The Lion of San Marco perches atop a tall pillar outside of the piazza
The Lion of San Marco perches atop a tall pillar outside of the piazza

Even though we weren’t very excited at the prospect of squaring off against millions of other tourists in a space not much larger than the Mall of America, we abandoned our original plans to stay on the ship and instead ventured onto Venice’s shores.  We were sure glad that we did!  Over the next two days we rediscovered a new Venice; one with more magic and charm than we ever realized was possible.  What’s the difference, you ask?  We were walking around in the off-season.

Our cruise ship sailed in just as the sun was rising
Our cruise ship sailed in just as the sun was rising
The early morning light cast over the city of Venice is a stunning sight
The early morning light cast over the city of Venice is a stunning sight

The weather was cold and the droves of tourists were nowhere in sight. We were able to deftly weave betwixt the shops, restaurants, churches and museums with ease.  The horrid memory of sweating in lines and pushing through crowds became a thing of the past. Strolling down streets and visiting historical sites became pleasant and stress-free.  We fell in love with the city all over again.  It was as if we had undergone marriage counseling with Venezia and came out stronger and more in love than ever before.

Gondolas on the water
Gondolas on the water
San Giorgio Maggiore Church
San Giorgio Maggiore Church
Doge's Palace
Doge’s Palace

In the past, we had rushed from attraction to attraction, trying to “pack it all in”.  Of course, this is impossible to do – the city boasts art and architecture in abundance.  Combined with the heat and the dense crowds of the past, we have enjoyed Venice – but haven’t been in love with the city since our magical first visit.  This time, it was completely different.  Since we didn’t feel any pressure to see the main sites – we decided to take it slowly and just be in the moment. Our second day was even better when we opted only to see the attractions on the second and third pages of most guide books.

We were lucky to have such  a beautiful day - spectacular weather
We were lucky to have such a beautiful day – spectacular weather

First, we spent a bit of time walking through the winding and narrow streets.  Our goal was simple – to stay away from the main square, Piazza San Marco as long as we could, fearing the worst (we still didn’t know just how “wide open” the city had become).  We stopped for a quick sandwich around 10:30am because Julia was hungry.  We found a great little wine bar, far from the main “touristy” areas.  We discovered locals coming in and enjoying glasses of wine at the bar.  I thought…“well, why not?!”  If the locals can enjoy a mid-morning wine and Julia can enjoy a mid-morning salami sandwich, why shouldn’t I join in the fun?  I ordered a nice Valpolicella Ripasso – a wonderful wine local to the region.  I got a nice big pour for €4.  “Wait, so if you don’t crowd into the main spots – food and drink are priced reasonably?!” 

A gondolier takes a break to feed his friends
A gondolier takes a break to feed his friends
His craft was parked nearby awaiting a fare
His craft was parked nearby awaiting a fare
The canals are always beautiful - any time of day
The canals are always beautiful – any time of day
We started to discover just how empty the city was
We started to discover just how empty the city was
Julia insisted on stopping for a mid-morning salami sandwich
Julia insisted on stopping for a mid-morning salami sandwich
Jen and I stop for a photo on Ponte di Rialto (Rialto Bridge)
Jen and I stop for a photo on Ponte di Rialto (Rialto Bridge)
It was chilly, so we warmed up with some vin brulé
It was chilly, so we warmed up with some vin brulé

Eventually, we did wind our way into Piazza San Marco and found that our pleasant morning was a precursor to a pleasant afternoon.  I have never seen the square so wide open.  We walked right into Basilica di San Marco – something I thought was impossible without waiting for at least an hour or two!  We took in the rest of the sites, including the Procuratie VecchieCampanileLoggetta and Torre dell’Orologio.  But the absolute peak of the day was when we fed the birds.  We had a blast watching Julia get swarmed by dozens of pigeons.  A highlight of the entire cruise, for sure!  I can’t confirm any truth to the rumors that these pigeons inspired Alfred Hitchcock’s film, The Birds (mainly because I just started that rumor to suit this post’s title) – but being swarmed by dozens of these winged beggars felt like we were on the set of the movie itself.

Ponte dei Sospiri (Bridge of Sighs) is usually tougher to photograph with tourists pushing for position
Ponte dei Sospiri (Bridge of Sighs) is usually tougher to photograph with tourists pushing for position
I LOVED this guys photography pose
I LOVED this guys photography pose
You've got to remain in a stylish pose while you check your work
You’ve got to remain in a stylish pose while you check your work
Jen and I pose in front of the Canale Della Giudecca
Jen and I pose in front of the Canale Della Giudecca
We were able to stroll right in to Basilica San Marco
We were able to stroll right in to Basilica San Marco
Julia lights a candle and says a little prayer
Julia lights a candle and says a little prayer
Jen and Julia in Piazza San Marco
Jen and Julia in Piazza San Marco
Julia loved being in the wide open piazza
Julia loved being in the wide open piazza
She took time to explore on her own
She took time to explore on her own
Once again, she was a hit with other tourists who wanted to take photos with her
Once again, she was a hit with other tourists who wanted to take photos with her
She decided to start feeding the birds
She decided to start feeding the birds
“Whoa! Mom..Dad – I got one!”
I showed her how to get more than one bird
I showed her how to get more than one bird
Which worked out better than expected... that's Julia hidden behind a wall of birds
Which worked out better than expected… that’s Julia hidden behind a wall of birds
That was about the same reaction that Julia had
That was about the same reaction that Julia had

Buckle up, because our next stop is our second day in Venice.  I think I’ll call it “Venice Like You’ve Never Seen Before”.  We rise early to visit the fish market as well as the islands of Murano for a glass blowing demonstration, tour the painted houses of Burano and round out our visit with the ancient church on Torcello.  Most people forget, Venice has more to share than just the main island!

An older building shows a unique beauty that only Venice can provide
An older building shows a unique beauty that only Venice can provide
We returned to our ship as a beautiful sun was setting on the Grand Canal
We returned to our ship as a beautiful sun was setting on the Grand Canal

Two Greeks in Italy

I don’t know anyone in their thirties that really goes around saying, “I’m Greek” because he or she was in a fraternity or sorority – but it was certainly fun to be a part of Greek Life during college.  Jennifer and I were both “Greeks” while we attended Virginia Tech together and we each established lifelong friendships that have opened world’s of opportunities.

Lauren and Jen in front of Lake Garda

One of Jen’s sorority sisters, Lauren recently came to visit – and they instantly fell into their old college routine.  We welcomed Lauren at the train station; she was arriving from Switzerland having visited another friend living abroad.  We went to downtown Como and had a nice dinner, before enjoying a few drinks in the piazza while a live band entertained us.

We took an opportunity to visit, Lake Garda, the largest lake in all of Italy.  There is an amazing town on Lake Garda called, Sirmione.  What will strike you most about the town; apart from it’s beautiful castle, hip “beach vibe” and amazing architecture – is that the water shimmers a pure aqua-marine blue, as if you’re been transported to Caribbean waters in the middle of Italy.  The lake was formed by glaciers at the end of the last ice age, perhaps contributing to the unique color of the water.

The shores of Sirmione on Lake Garda
Family photo
Sirmione is certainly a wonderful place to own a boat

The history of Sirmione is quite rich – traces of civilization date all the way back to the 5th century BC. As early as the 1st century AD, the town became a favorite resort place for families from Verona (the closest major city).  I would imagine a vacation home back then would be a place you’d spend an entire summer (or longer) since I would assume it would take quite some time to reach the lake from Verona (horses can only go so fast).  I suppose nothing much has changed over the last 2,000 years – the rich and fabulous still snatch up the choicest water-front property for their personal playgrounds.

The medieval village stretches across a long peninsula
Sirmione has a stunning roofline
The village’s beauty is framed behind the natural beauty of trees, mountains and the lake
We loved this home inside the town
Lauren poses with me and Julia

We had an incredible lunch lake-side and then drove into the ancient Roman city.  One of the main sites and a most impressive examples of fortification, is the Scaliger Castle.  We spent hours walking around, stopping only for pictures and the required coffee and gelato pitstops.

The front of our restaurant
And out back, Julia takes a stroll
Julia took this picture of Lauren at lunch – apart from the partial finger over the lens, it’s pretty good!
Scaliger Castle sits as an imposing fortification in front of the ancient city
Restaurants and shops line the castles moat
A good place for a “selfie”
The castle as well as the only entry-way into the ancient city
“Cheese”
The drawbridge had been lowered
I would love to know the story behind this
The castle has it’s own marina protected by a large, fortified wall
Lauren walks along the castle’s walls
Julia tries to climb the drawbridge
Jen and Lauren stop for a picture

Another day, we visited Lecco a major lake town along our Lake Como.  If you can picture the lake as a pair of legs, Como is the left “foot” while Lecco is the right “foot”.  In fact, people in the town of Lecco often refer to the lake as, Lake Lecco.  Of course, we all know that’s not the case – but it’s a beautiful town nonetheless.

The mountains in Lecco are quite striking
Sailboats back from a beautiful day on the water
Lauren and I take our picture in front of the lake

We loved having Lauren visit and enjoyed seeing a new part of Italy ourselves.

Someone Turn The Hose Off… These Streets Are Flooded!

One of the true gems of the world…. Venezia (Venice).  The name alone evokes powerful feelings for many people.  Romantic gondola rides, historical architectural treasures, beautiful creations blown from Murano glass, unique hand-crafted masks and always… always a city constructed with streets of water.  Amazingly, the entire city is listed as a World Heritage Site in order to preserve it’s unique beauty.  According to my Wiki research, Luigi Barzini described it in the New York Times as “undoubtedly the most beautiful city built by man”.  I’d have to agree with Luigi!

Panoramic view from the roof of our hotel
Venice from the water
The Grand Canal
More of the Grand Canal
Happy to be here

Our good friends Nathan and Danielle joined us recently for a whirlwind visit filled with food, wine and lots of fun (read about it HERE).  We punctuated their trip with a stopover in this romantic city.  I was intrigued by the history of such a unique place and just did a little research.  Venice consists of 117 islands, formed by 177 canals and connected by 409 bridges.  I kept waiting for that “ah-ha” moment when I discovered the name of the genius city planner that decided to create a magical city on the water.  But unlike Bugsy Siegel’s Las Vegas or Sheikh Maktoum bin Rashid’s reinvention of Dubai – there was no one person that can be credited with the conceptualization of Venice.  The truth is that refugees fleeing from invasion of the Lombards sought shelter in the marshland that is now Venice.  And how do any cities really get built?  A collection of people working together to establish trade and industry, creating habitation and then services to support the population.  And so the city grew around the marsh and homes and churches and municipal buildings were constructed.  This begs another question.  How can you build a city on water?

The city built on water
Piers and bridges everywhere
Loved this view

There is a tree that grows in Slovenia and Croatia called an alder tree that is noted for it’s water resistance.  Thousands of these trees were imported (and subsequently credited as a contributing factor for the barren land of the Kras region).  The tree trunks were fashioned into piles that were submerged in the water, penetrating the sand and mud until settling in the much denser layer of compressed clay.  Foundations were laid on the piles and buildings of stone and brick were constructed on these footers.

Peekaboo!
Cheese!

So now that you know the history, you can join us on our journey.  We arrived early in the day via train (the easiest way into the city) and checked into our hotel.  Our hotel, Molino Stucky is on the island of Giudecca, set in a beautifully renovated flower mill.  After a quick lunch on the roof, we hoped on our hotel’s private ferry to the main island.  We toured through the streets and canals, passed over bridges and stopped in shops.  The girls bought scarves, glass and other souvenirs while Nathan and I took in all the scenery.  We visited the infamous Piazza San Marco and fought for space among the crowds of tourists.  We stopped for an afternoon cocktail on the water and eventually made our way back to the hotel to change for dinner.

Our hotel from the water
Hotel from the opposite side
Nathan and Danielle on one the pedestrian bridges
Looking good
Having fun touring
Piazza San Marco
The lion is symbolic of the Veneto region
Incredible architecture – the Libreria (library)
The Campanile – Bell Tower
My three favorite people in the crowd
Procuratie Nuove built by Vincenzo Scamozzi c.1580
Those aren’t aprons – we just lifted our clothes
The girls enjoying their prosecco
Looks like a romantic moment – really it’s just Nathan and I clinking our beers

After freshening up, we met in the lobby and discovered that we were in for a real treat.  Nathan and Danielle had reserved a private boat to tour us through Venice – a wonderful journey elevated by the setting sun .  We stopped for some wine and cheese and sat back to enjoy the ride.

Now look a this couple!
Some similar boats to the one we had
Traveling in style
View of Piazza San Marco from the boat
Along the tour
Stopping for a photo on the boat
Nate and D
Magical at night
The gondoliers were still out as the sun was setting
Danielle on the water
From the rear of the boat
All of us on board
Similar to our boat

Eventually our driver dropped us at one of his local favorites for seafood.  We settled into a table directly on the canal and enjoyed ordering a variety of food to taste and share.  At one point, I felt something wet kissing my feet and realized the water in the grand canal had risen high enough to splash the patrons (me) sitting on the edge.

Our restaurant
What a wonderful setting
Starter – mixed seafood
Mussels and clams
Nathan and I shared grigliata mista di pesce (mixed grilled seafood)
Jen got pasta with a variety of seafood
Pasta Aglio e Olio
The water started rising above the pier
Our grappa and limoncello after dinner
When dinner was over, we wound our way through the city at night to discover an entirely different Venice than the one we had seen all day.  Long after the sun sets, the landscape of the city changes significantly.  Without droves of tourists jockeying for the position to snap a photo (myself included) you are able to re-discover an entirely new place.  Piazza San Marco becomes a magical amphitheater where dueling bands play wonderful music and the crowd shifts back and forth to capture the best view possible.  We outsmarted the crowd and took up seats directly in front after ordering a nightcap.  It was a great way to end the day before hopping on a boat back to our hotel.

In front of the Basilica
One of the “dueling bands”
Our trip to Venice had come to an end as had Nathan and Danielle’s visit with us.  We spent one final day with them in Milano (Milan) and bid them buon viaggio (a good trip) back home.  We were so thankful we got to do so many wonderful things with friends so special to us.  After dropping them off, we rushed home and immediately started prepping for my sister’s visit… she would be arrived just a couple days later.  Stay tuned for upcoming posts about their visit – more action packed fun.

Eating Brains Will Not Make You Smarter!

Jen picked a wonderful restaurant in the heart of Verona, romantically hidden from site, lending the feeling of authenticity (as opposed to “touristy”).  We were visiting the amazing city for the day (read all about our visit HERE) and had pre-selected, Ristorante Greppia as our place for pranzo (lunch).

The small street leading to Ristorante Greppia

We were instantly taken in by the charm and warmth of the restaurant.  The wait staff elevated our excitement for the meal to come by extending great courteousness and hospitality (indulging me as I took photos with this blog in mind).

Jen and Julia out front
Dining al fresco

We eagerly reviewed the menu and decisions came easily for the women (pasta for both).  I had a bit of a harder time deciding between the Ossobucco di Vitella con Polenta (braised veil shanks with polenta), Fegato di Vitella con Polenta (veil liver with polenta) or Cervello Dorate di Vitello (“golden” veil brain).  I’m not afraid to gamble and I’m certainly adventurous with my food – so I left the meal to chance and asked the server for his recomendation of the three (rather hoping he’d land on the liver or brain).  Of course he chose the brain (why oh why couldn’t he have just suggested the rather normal and delicious ossobucco?!) and so I willingly obliged.

Some of Ristorante Greppia’s Wine Selection

Jen and her mother Diane started with an Insalata Caprese (tomato and mozzarella salad) and I added a side of Patate al Forno (roasted potatoes) with my brains.  “Yes, I’d like a side of potatoes with my brains please”… I didn’t quite realize how silly this all sounds until just now as I was typing!

The salads were brought out after we’d had a nice chance to enjoy some wine.

Insalata Caprese

Jen’s mom, Diane chose a delicious Rigatoni al Ragu (a rigatoni noodle in a meat sauce), while Jen chose the Tris della Casa (three of the house) pastas which included a gnocchi, a spaghetti and a pappardelle.

Rigatoni al Ragu
Tris della Casa

When my cervello (brains) were served, they looked perfectly breaded (just ever-so lightly) and wonderfully pan fried. I took my first bite and… the consistency was a bit – well, perhaps brainy?!  I took a second bite.  I think I’ll go with… “rich”.  I took another and another.  My descriptors to the ladies moved from “good” to “unique” to “interesting” to “a one time experience” to “I’m done” rather quickly!

Five LARGE sections of the cervello (brain)
Potate al Forno (roasted potatoes) on the side

Had there been one section for me to nibble on as just an appetizer, I likely would have left feeling elated I was brave enough to eat brain and content with my meal.  But since there were five little buggers staring me in the face and it was my entree, I was filled with dread after my second section.  I decided two and a half sections (out of five) was enough.  This was the first time since I’ve lived in Italy that I can remember leaving a meal hungry!

It may look like fried mozzarella – I assure you, it’s not!

The girls thoroughly enjoyed their pasta and Diane (who is very consistent with her ordering) joked with me after the meal; “you guys (myself, Jen and her husband Dominic) love to order these strange things – but you never know if you’re going to like your meal.  I can always tell you that I’m going to love mine!”  And she’s absolutely right – but I’ll continue to double down when possible and try the unusual menu items – because those have often been the best meals I’ve ever had.  This experience will not rate in that category, but it will certainly land in the more memorable section!

I kept imagining the zombies from my favorite iPhone game saying “BRAINS!”

Next time you’re in Verona – check out Ristorante Greppia and enjoy your food.  Just use your brain and steer clear of theirs.  Buon appetito!

Wherefore art thou Julieta? Oh… Your Home is in Verona

I know its really, “O Romeo, Romeo!  Wherefore art thou Romeo?” but it’s not his home in the middle of Verona that draws thousands of visitors each day; so I took a little creative liberty with the title.  More on our visit to this popular tourist destination in a moment.  Let’s back up and set the stage…

Soaking up the view

Verona is a beautiful city in the Veneto region of Italy, in the Northeast Italy. The capital of Veneto is Venezia (Venice) – the world famous city built on canals.  While Venice is usually one of the most well-known destinations in this part of the country, it should not overshadow Verona – a charming and breathtaking city unto itself.  Since Jen’s parents bought their home in Como a few years ago, Verona has been on our “bucket list” of desired destinations.

Jen’s mom came for a visit in late February and during a break in the cold weather, we decided touring a new city was a great idea.  Since Verona is only two hours away by car and we had been wanting to go, it was an easy selection.  The night before we prepared for a full day’s voyage – plenty of diapers and cheerios… and even a few things for the baby.

We set out early and drove straight toward the center of town.  As we approached the city, we neared a roundabout that was created around one of the original stone gates from the old city – dating back over a thousand years.  Crossing through the roundabout and straight toward the city, a much more modern street lined with homes and street level shops guided us right into the “newer” main gate of the city, under which we drove the car.

The main city gate
We drove through this gate to enter and exit

This particular gate (pictured above) was built in the 16th century to protect the city from invaders.  Verona’s central location lent to wonderful trading routes and heightened the importance of the city throughout Europe (even before Roman times).  It was this critical location that also put it right in the path of invaders and so the walls were built to fortify the city.

We arrived in the city at my favorite time of day – just in time for pranzo (lunch).  We had gone to our trusty advisor, Trip Advisor before departing and already picked a place to eat.  You can read about our wonderful/delicious/frightening/not-delicious-for-me dining experience at Ristorante Greppia HERE.

Ristorante Greppia
Julia was full and happy after lunch

On our way to the restaurant we walked directly into the Arena – an amazing Roman ampitheatre, third in size behind Rome’s Colosseum and the arena at Capua (not sure what that is… I’ll have to check it out).  The ampithere was used for gladiator games, among other things – and is surprisingly still intact.  In fact, it’s still used today in the summer for fairs, theatre and operas.

Verona’s Arena
After lunch we took a stroll through town, toward one of the main piazza (town square), Piazza delle Erbe.  Here are some of the shots of the market, surrounded by the Roman architecture as well as Julia having fun near  fountain.
Markets in Piazza delle Erbe
“Dad, give me some cash to go shopping”
Spices, pasta and cured meats
Julia was happy as could be
Torre (tower) dei Lamberti – 1463

We found ourself on, Via Mazzini – one of the main shopping streets and filled with high end goods.

Gucci, Prada and Dolce Gabbana – Oh My!

As we wound our way through the streets of Verona, we crossed over Ponte Pietro – one of the main bridges exiting the city, spanning the river that borders the northern end of the city .  We found ourselves at the Duomo (the city’s main church), where a funeral was presiding.  It was obviously someone of great wealth and importance – there were hundreds of people in attendance and a beautiful hearse (is that an oxymoron) by none other than the Italian race car, Maserati at the ready.

Ponte (bridge) Pietro
The Duomo
This is the way I want to go out!

We stopped for a coffee (it was now the “coffee hour” of 4:00 and our internal coffee clock alarms were sounding).  Diane enjoyed a tea – a luxury she doesn’t usually get around less forgiving coffee drinkers in the family (tea takes a lot longer to sip than an espresso).  After fueling up, we had one last mission to accomplish – a visit to Casa di Giulietta (Juliet’s house) from the world famous Shakespeare play, Romeo and Juliet.  Of course, in actuality – it’s spelled Giulietta.*  Turns out that three of Shakespeare’s plays were set in Verona – the beauty of the city must have intrigued him.  Or else he got a really good deal on hotel rooms.  Probably used Priceline.

Giulietta’s Balcony – “Romeo o’ Romeo”

Giulietta’s house (which is of course not really her house since she is a fictional character) is contained in a small courtyard, accessed through a dark tunnel.  A few funny traditions have developed at home.  Firstly, it is a must that you sign the wall of the tunnel as you enter the courtyard.  Next, young lovers can memorialize their love by engraving their names on a padlock and attaching it to the gate in the back of the courtyard.  The romantics can write love letters and stick them in the crevices of the adjacent wall or attach them with chewing gum.  And for some reason (I’m assuming love or lust related) you can get in line and touch the bosoms of the female statue in the courtyard.

Tunnel leading to the courtyard
Young lovers inscribe their names on the wall
Julia memorializing her love for her parents

Of course our favorite part of the visit was that our very own Giulietta (which literally means, Little Julia) was a celebrity in her own right.  The courtyard was packed with tourists from Taiwan and China that absolutely loved her and crowded around her to take her picture or pose with her.  Several of them wanted to kiss her on the check for a photo.  And since our little comedian/actress loves an audience – she was happy to oblige her adoring fans!

Paparazzi – smile!
“Nice to meet you, ladies”
The girls in Piazza Bra
Giulietta found her real Romeo

We walked a bit more, stopped for a wonderful gelato (ice cream) and another coffee and headed home.  I would say that Romeo wasn’t the only one to have a great time in Verona.  In fact, given how his love affair ended – I’d say we had a much better time in Verona than good ‘ol Romeo!

*Ironic side note – Jen debated spelling our daughters name the Italian way – G-I-U-L-I-A and I protested that I don’t want her to grow up with people constantly misspelling her name and we agreed on the more common J-U-L-I-A.  Of course, now everyone spells it wrong (assuming it’s Giulia).  We both find it funny and think it’s cute the alternate way while we’re living in Italy.