The Start of Summer

In many ways, my visit to Rome felt like stepping into a portal - new beginnings, a new life, and my first visit there. The heat was absolutely scorching and beautiful.

Trevi Fountain, where we made a wish.

Flowers at Cavour Station.

Serendipitious.

How do you know if you belong somewhere? Outside our doors at Via Panisperna, 95 they let the flags fly.

Midnight snacks - some familiar, some foreign.

Daily ritual - taking the steps.

Vatican City. Until we meet again.

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