• It was so, so nice seeing my old friends from San Francisco in Positano.
• And hearing birds and insects and nature in Capri. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks? Heaven.
• And then, of course, there was the food. I can’t decide if the very best thing I tasted was the gnocchi in fresh tomato sauce with ridiculous amounts of cheese that we made in our cooking class? Or the toasted almond gelato from Gelateria Buonocore that was served in a waffle cone that was still warm.
• It was all I could do to pass up splurging on the Eau d’Italie perfume I found in the Sirenuse gift shop. But I figured the 100 euro I didn’t spend on it will go towards the Vuitton bag I’ve been coveting for months.
• And the very best feeling all week: salt water from the Mediterranean drying on my skin in the late-day sun.
Ah Italy, you might get me yet.