Vimercate

Yesterday morning I went to a little town called Vimercate, just a few km's away. I was happy to wander around the streets for a bit looking into the shop windows at clothes and shoes I could never justify buying. Gucci, Prada, etc. so beautiful, but so out of my budget. I'll stick with my $11 Target sandals, thanks. It, along with every city/town/village/wall/tree/rock/ in Italy, was such a beautiful little place.  The rest of the day I spent eating lunch at Ludo's grandparent's, reading, going to a sushi place for dinner with Bea and a couple of her friends, and doing yoga. Good day.

Today I had real homemade Italian pizza! It was unbelievably good. The entire U.S. (yes, including New York) doesn't even come close to this. Actually, most likely the whole world doesn't compare. Needless to say, I loved it. I also visited a little town on top of a hill, I think it was called Montanga Vecchia or something. Basically, it just means an old mountain, and there's a church on it. They also grow grapes and rosemary there. The view was enough to feel like you had possibly died, and that Heaven was indeed real because you were in it. Holy yikes, it was pretty. After getting sweaty from the somewhat of a hike, we stopped at a gelateria on the way home, and got some of the best gelato I've ever had.