Giovanni, to me, this morning in Brescia:
Man, I’m taking you to the café where I always go for breakfast.
Saturday markets in Piazza della Loggia.
Café/winebar Vineria Dolcevite (get it? dolce vite means sweet vine).
Fresh-squeezed blood orange juice.
Piazza della Vittoria. Note the marble podium, left, where Mussolini delivered his speeches here.
Wonderful examples of fascist-era architecture (which I happen to like).
Thanks again for everything, dude! Ti aspettiamo nel Texas.