And the irony is we're leaving...
As we begin our last week in Italy, we are meeting and/or being introduced to even more interesting and exciting people. Steve said that Spoleto is like una cipolla, an onion, with so many layers and as we peel off those layers it gets more engaging and surprisingly difficult to leave.
Mike and Daniela escorted us to dinner in the little frazione of Protte. There we met Sophie, a landscape architect and Jeffrey, an artist and writer. At Ristorante Pizzeria Il Gatto e La Volpe we heard each others histories, delighted in their stories of years in Spoleto while Steve and I silently yearned for more time with all of our new friends as well as those we've grown close to this very brief year.
Mike and Daniela escorted us to dinner in the little frazione of Protte. There we met Sophie, a landscape architect and Jeffrey, an artist and writer. At Ristorante Pizzeria Il Gatto e La Volpe we heard each others histories, delighted in their stories of years in Spoleto while Steve and I silently yearned for more time with all of our new friends as well as those we've grown close to this very brief year.
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