...consisted of wandering around Bellagio in search of a man selling linen clothes on the street. But he had disappeared and we never found him. We found a small cafe and ate food that tasted like it was made by an Italian grandma. We rode more boats and Gary was happy because, yes, Gary loves boats. We had some gelato. I wore a flower dress that Sky gave me.
3 comments:
I'd love some of that pasta right exactly now!
One thing surely stands out above all else. . . . Gary LOVES boats. :)
Gorgeous, as always. And you look like a teenager.
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