Sacred Sites & Pizza

The Chick here.

A tiny update on Marcy's Italian Adventure: they are currently in their villa in Tuscany.  They took a day of rest on Sunday.  Marcy wrote to me about sitting in an Olive grove and writing in her journal.  She is taking a million photos and can't wait to share them, but we are having a pretty difficult time with communication.  Italy is hilly, advanced, and secure.

Here are some shots from her first day in Milan.  She visited Duomo di Milano, where she lit a candle for this Catholic Yogini Chick in front of a gorgeous Mary portrait (saving that for later):

Here she is showing off her tired, jet-laggyness:

And finally, her first REAL pizza!

  

My favorite part of this is not the juxtaposition of the beautiful Italian pizza and the American coke (though I like that), but the juxtaposition of said items and the white linens.  Makes me smile.

(Note: Blueberry wanted to write this post, but I thought it best to give all our ears a rest from her prolific profanity usage.  I mean, really, there's no way to stop her once she gets started.)