Vernazza
On Monday, we shook off our Barcelona hangover and headed into Northern Italy. As travel days go, it was a long one, starting at about 4:30 am. We headed out to the airport at about 6:00 and it was already hot. Under my pack, I was dripping sweat. I was very glad we picked this day to leave Barcelona. But we made it through Lufthansa’s ridiculously inefficient check-in process and got to our flight to Milan. Continue reading
Running Towards 