Venice, Italy

I took Italian classes for one semester in college.  The final exam was a conversation with our teacher about Italian cities. We got boring cheat sheets about population and statistics to memorize.

So I went another route. I told her about wanting to visit la citta Venezia, and completely fall in love with a sexy Italian man for one magical evening while we ride the gondola under the stars. 

Needless to say, I aced that exam, and the class. 

Fast forward 12 or so years later, and I found myself finally in this dreamy city… not remembering a single word in Italian, but never forgetting how far I’ve come since then. 

And Venice, you did not disappoint!