Tag: Italy

There is something exciting about port towns that is growing in me. The beauty and charm of living next to the sea is quite enticing. I can already imagine waking up each day to the sight of boats sailing back and forth; watching ducks swim and seagulls fly; seeing fishermen leave with their nets and return with their day’s haul; and having the smell of salt and fish in the air. Each day would unfold like a carefully choreographed show, and the thought of it is enough to make the wanderlust in me dance. It’s quite tempting to sell everything, buy a boat, sail away, and live happily ever after near the ocean. That is, until I remember that I love all my shoes too much to sell them. Read more →