My trip to Italy to this day carries a special in place in my heart. My very first stop was the city of Genoa and being carried away by the salty smell of the Mediterranean breeze was a memory itself. Then to the village of Portofino where the mountains meet the sea, it’s certainly one of the eight wonders of the world. Next was the city of art, Florence, and it’s easy to understand why. On Ponte Vecchio Bridge, where before my eyes stand such an ethereal sunset with no doubt I’d attempt to paint it for the rest of my life. I've never seen anything as beautiful. Of course, we did not forget to admire the leaning Tower of Pisa; it was the next stop before leaving to my favorite city. Off to the city of canals and gondolas gliding to beautiful places we go. Venice is out of this world. Its bridges that lead to another beautiful alley, the life in it and everything about it is too good to be true. Caffe Florian in St Mark’s Square and its breathtaking ambiance was an experience itself. And let me tell you this, it does not look a day over 297 years. Hang in there, this the last mile of my trip around Italy, the city of Milan. It was the city where I shopped till I literally dropped; clearly, it is Europe’s fashion capital. I’ll end this with the view of Milan’s Cathedral and a bite of Pizzeria Spontini’s Margherita. Italy you were great to me.