Lately we are missing the sultry sweetness of nights on the Amalfi Coast. It was only a little over a month ago that we were sipping sweet white wine to the hum of the incoming crashing waves of the sea. Something in those magic star-filled evenings, strolling the streets, lingering in the piazza over a kiss or the far off sound of music playing in someone's apartment, calling us like a siren's song.
We miss those Amalfi nights, and breathe in the memories of their beauty and simplicity.
We travel far and wide here in Nolandia, but there is no substitute for that Southern Italian Coast, our honeymoon-forever place.