The small restaurant/cafe/cocktail bar in front of the hotel I was staying in (Hotel Savoy) was my last stop before heading to Venice- it was here that I had post-Luisaviaroma-shopping-regrets…thoughts which were easily washed away after glasses of champagne- that is, until a random fly tried to get in on it.
…and this is where I stop drinking.
Prosciutto with fresh figs. I’ve had dried figs before but this is my first time trying fresh ones.
Only have two more cities to cover until I am done with all these travel photos. More soon..