I really enjoyed my visit to Italy and especially Poggio San Lorenzo.
That village was quaint, but did not act like it. Some places in Italy have an air of self-aware beauty. They are beautiful and they know it. Like the pretty girl in school who knew she was pretty and acted the part.
Poggio San Lorenzo was a beautiful little village, but the people there were just getting on with their day. While I was having lunch, men in work clothes and pliers sticking out of their back pockets were coming and going. Life was just going on. La dolce vita.
I'm sure there are thousands of Poggio San Lorenzos up and down that peninsula. I've seen many of them.
That village was quaint, but did not act like it. Some places in Italy have an air of self-aware beauty. They are beautiful and they know it. Like the pretty girl in school who knew she was pretty and acted the part.
Poggio San Lorenzo was a beautiful little village, but the people there were just getting on with their day. While I was having lunch, men in work clothes and pliers sticking out of their back pockets were coming and going. Life was just going on. La dolce vita.
I'm sure there are thousands of Poggio San Lorenzos up and down that peninsula. I've seen many of them.
