I Love Italy

In case you didn't know this about me, I love Italy. We lived there for 2 years, and it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. It taught me so much about myself, about culture and relationships, about people. We travelled, a lot. We got to see so many wonderful things, and had incredible experiences. Last week the girls and I picked up this book at the library:

Olivia is a funny little pig who has a wild imagination, is very dramatic, and has lots of fun creating excitment in her family and neighborhood. In this book her family travels to Venice, Italy and they have a really fun trip. While the girls and I were reading the story, I would ask them if they remembered our trip to Venice. Sophia did not, obvious since she was only 7 months old when we travelled there, but Ellie did remember the pigeons in San Marco's Square. I am glad: it was a pretty hilarious experience.

After we read the book, the girls wanted to look at some of the photos from this trip to remind them of our time in Italy. I thought it would be fun to add it to this post as I remember Italy, so fondly sometimes it makes my heart ache, how much I love this beautiful, exciting, ancient country.