Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Drinks before dinner on the terrace at the Ex-Pat Party at Molo 21, around the corner from my place last night.
That's the Mediterranean behind us, and an evening of oysters and prosecco ahead.
Be jealous; be very, very jealous.
~
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The pictures you post of the area around Santa Marinella always make me think "this is what it would look like if Florida married Ireland (both places to which I've been) and they had a kid."
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The pictures you post of the area around Santa Marinella always make me think "this is what it would look like if Florida married Ireland (both places to which I've been) and they had a kid."
Oh, and for good measure, yes, I'm jealous.
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