Sure there are tons of antique stores all over Arezzo, most as charming as this one but how do you plan on carting all that stuff back? Unless you are sleeping with the DHL man, its going to cost you!!
Now I can't even remember where in New Hampshire this is, probably Lake Winnipesaukee, but the only reason I am digging this one out from the vault is to wish I could be plopped into autumn immediately. I don't care if it means winter is coming. Screw summer!
Wandering through Old Town Jerusalem when I came across this store selling Greek religious wares. Happily I wandered in and greeting them in Greek to blank stares. Yup, no Greeks to be found. Kind of a metaphor for the future of Greece I guess.
Shoppers in downtown Melbourne show no fear of the oncoming trolleys. Where I am from, those trolley drivers would either be so oblivious or intentionally evil that there would be free rides on the front bumper.
If there is a heaven, I want my apartment to be in its version of this square. I wonder if that is part of the deal. Does the Bible say that you get to choose where you live in heaven? I might have to think this one over a little more...
Usually annoyed by these sorts of PDAs, being in the amazing city of Ljubljana, one as jaded such as myself can imagine falling in Ljub-love at least so I could hang out by a fountain all day and not look like a homeless person.