These last 16 days have been etched in our brains for as long as we live or until we get Alzheimer's (whatever happens first). What we have eaten, what we have experienced, what we have seen for the first time are all memories that will not soon be forgotten. For example we will never forget
Barcelona
The Tapas (Alec's favorite were the "Patatas endiabladas" a tater-tot shaped potato with a side of a spicy mayo based sauce.
The Bocadero Central Market. Specially the meat section. We saw parts of animals we never ever imagined could be edible! We'll leave it at that.
La iglesia de la Sagrada Familia.
The Sangria
The smells in the streets that reminded us that we were not home.
The Vegetarian Paella
Venice
The small charming island with so much history will be hard to forget
But better yet in our opinion we loved the island of Burano
For its colorful homes
Their own version of the leaning tower of Pisa
Amazing picture opportunities of their landscape.
Florence
The churches and of course who can forget the climb to the Duomo?
The Ponte Vecchio
The day trip to Pisa
The day trip to Sienna and San Gimignano two amazing old world towns connected by history to the present day. In our opinion by the way they compete with Rome for the best Gelato.
Piazza MichaelAngelo- the gorgeous view of Florence from there was incomparable!
Rome
The colosseum rates very high on our list of unforgettables .
The different Piazza's we spend trying to catch in the short number of days we had there.
The best gelato award would have to go to "San Crispino'. With the most exotic flavors that we have ever seen and tasted.
Finally the language will not soon be forgotten for its similarity to Spanish we did not feel as lost as we did in Barcelona where they speak Catalan. A mix of French, Spanish, Italian and Portuguese.
When we are about to leave we almost instinctively want to say ciao, ciao. Prego slips off our tongue pretty often as well, to say whatever we can't think of the word in English. Finally we have caught ourselves saying Grazie to anyone that deserves a thank you, even at a restaurant in Germany when we were at a layover.
We suspect that it will be a while until we eat pizza again, after having it for 12 continuous days.
Every day we got up, prayed for a blessing for our day (and no rain) and ate, walked and ate again and returned to our apartment and thanked The Lord another day of wonderful opportunities. Eat, pray, Eat is what we did!