Great weekend. Involved not much working, much spending time with great friends, much seeing of new sites, pizza taglio, a bunch of beer, and a two man scrabble tournament.
A day of sightseeing always includes a scenic picture.
The Protestant Cemetary. Or more formally “The Cemetary for Non-Catholic Foreigners.” It has a rundown overgrown beauty, where the plants are given some freedom to live life as they want amongst the dead, who include Keats and Shelley and Antonio Gramsci, among others.
There’s always gonna be some fighting.
Chiara, whilst we were out for a delicious dinner, before I kicked Evan’s ass at Scrabble.