Walking to the lighthouse at sunset. And seeing baby seagulls for the first time (I think?)
Flirting with the hot waiter at the pizzeria over a pistachio pudding.
Remembering Corinne’s Palermo poo story and other great things from this week.
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Beautiful streets.
Delicious fried chickpeas and pasta and cheesecake pots and arriancini.
Corinne’s pooey fingernail story.
The clothes from a friend who’s leaving the country for the while. Sad to see her go. But happy to wear her clothes while she’s gone.
Watching Mean Girls.
Swapping funny poo stories. The one involving a poo, a plastic bag, a kitchen table and a one night stand was the best.
Three little things 