Reminisce - part one

My Burano candle holder has finally made its debut after a three-month delay. Call me a grandma because even though the glass allows the flames to burn beautifully, the back of my head holds the tiny bit of fear that somehow the candle would tilt or something and my room would light up in fire.

Or maybe I can blame the Asian parent effect. My dad reminds me to turn off my iMac every night because not long ago some teenager's desktop overheated during the night and yes, the room burned down. It was all over the news. Apparently we cannot let history repeat itself...

Looking at my candle holder reminds me of the trip to Italy, which was yes, three months ago. Actually, now that I think about it, I've never written anything about my trip. Perhaps now would be a good time :)

As a matter of fact, it all started off in London. Honestly, I did not know this city was so windy. And I thought Chicago was the Windy City...

At Nottinghill after brunch, looking all G with the hoodie as I underestimated the weather there...

The Egyptian masks at the British Museum that match our skin tone so freaking well!

Sunday roast at First Room/afternoon tea at Winter Garden/crashing a hotpot dinner at a friend-of-friend's/picnic at Hyde Park/Love Never Dies/Big Ben/London Eye/British Museum/best roast beef sandwich (still a little iffy about the ox tongue as its taste buds were clearly visible...)/homemade 3-course steak dinner at 11pm/LOTS OF GOOD CONVERSATION AND LAUGHTER

Wouldn't be the same without our great host(s).

And then it was Florence

The beautiful view of Firenze from Piazzale Michelangelo

The start of trekking all over the country/squeezing ourselves and our luggages in the tiniest hotel elevator ever seen/getting lost in the somewhat intertwining streets/Cattedrale di Santa Maria del Fiore/Basilica de Sante Croce/Piazzale Michelangelo/Ponte Vecchio/pulled some hair out as we didn't figure out how to open the supermarket salad bowl properly until we munched the last leaf away

I like how we accidentally messed up the settings of the camera which resulted in this grainy effect

By the way, it took us a lot of effort to climb up to Piazzale Michelangelo... I mean, we're two girls whom you can't exactly scream athletic at. And climbing stairs midday in soaring heat was definitely good for the butt.

To be continued...