Thinking about my 'large' luggage and our time in Italy J., it reminded me of the day we found ourselves in the piazza at the foot of Spanish Steps. Taking a few moments to sit and chat and decide how our day was going to unfold, two Italian men stood nearby listening in on our conversation, which we obviously spoke in English. Paying no attention to them we stood up to leave. At that moment with their arms wide open they walked towards us declaring
'Hey, Fish and Chips! Where are you going?'
I thought Italians were supposed to be romantic!
Now on our way to the Coliseum!....ah, but that's another story for another day!