Buon Ferragosto

Adrianna and I spent Italy’s mid-August holiday at a picnic in the countryside, sort of. We were actually still in Rome! Her family once owned a lot of property in the city and they still own this marvelous plot of land, where we picked tomatoes for bruschetta and figs for dessert. 

Our ride. I didn’t even notice that we were driving in a British car until someone pointed it out to me. It seemed normal to be sitting on the left.