
two full moons in rome: my first time riding a vespa
Listen, I’m no saint. I do crazy shit sometimes, as must we all, but I had always heeded the words of my mother: don’t ride on motorcycles. So, I had successfully managed to live in Rome for three long years without even once gracing the back of a Vespa. A true tragedy, as I have very nice long legs (if I may say so myself) … Continue reading two full moons in rome: my first time riding a vespa