
Here is a better shot of the Castle that overlooks my apartment.


Proof of the bitchin' wine I be drinkin' mang.

Inside Teatro di Mirandola with all the musica e la cantina (singing too). I didn't want to take too many pictures and look like a complete tourist.

My zoom sucks, but if you look closer on this one I made a red circle around the sword that's stuck in spire; it actually looks like the knights could've had a decent fight up there, but HOW did they get up there? I suppose that's why it's a myth.

Teeny streets and tiny wittle cars.

My new 'do.' All the hip Italian guys have what my buddy at work Ron, called the 'Guido Haircut.' I thought I'd try to fit in little better, so I got one too. It's kind of like a mohawk from the top to the back as you can see...
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