Italy: Padua
One of my eyes is crying, and the other is laughing as I write these few posts about Italy… The last time I was here was when I was very little, and this trip gave me so many impressions, experiences, and feelings that only the little one could have been the strong enough reason pulling us back from this northern Italian region.
During the autumn break, Rú preferred to go home to visit family (which was expected after our move to Vienna), and Laci and I, left on our own, decided to wander a bit together to breathe some Italian air and indulge in some pasta, pizza, and bite-sized desserts. The idea worked very well; on our first day in Padua, I already felt we were in the right place…






























