Coming back to Rome felt different this time. Perhaps I was returning as a whole person for the first time, not seeking any sort of refuge. For the first time, I brought peace with me. I stopped counting the trips, but this one was definitely a special one. It took me a while to gather all the photos and time actually to make a post, but nevertheless, I present you some summer nostalgia from my favourite city.
As I always do here, we survived the week on pasta. Those may not be the best photos, but the pasta sure was! We made our rounds to all the new spots, which are now safely marked and saved for future trips. Interested in the list? Let me know!