Four friends. Ten days. Rome, Venice, Paris, Amsterdam, London.
I had been to some of these cities (and a few others) in Europe as a kid. I remembered very little, so I had conjured up these fantastical images of what these places and this trip would be like. To be honest, I was a little scared that it wouldn’t be as beautiful and awe-inspiring and romantic and breathtaking (and delicious) as I had painted in my mind.
But oh, I was so so wrong.
We begin in Italy…