Walking around the city never gets old. There's always something there that you didn't see before. I went out early today, since we don't have classes on Fridays, and I heard people everywhere whistling jovially as they opened their stores, hanged out their laundry, or worked on the pavements. One complete stranger said very warmheartedly, "Buon giorno!" to me as I walked by. I love it.



This is for Lydia. It's a nearby music store, and the section I know she'd be lingering around.



This is for Laura. I found brightly colored flowers in a window, and it made me think of her because of how much she loves window plants.



And I asked these men that were sitting in a park (in Italian!) if I could take their picture. They loved that I asked, and that I was from America.

:)