March 17, 2011
We spent two fascinating hours in an Istrian town called Rovinj. It was here I bought your lovely purple swing dress from a little shop by the waterfront. I loved this place. Totally captivating. Charming. Entrancing. I was soooo hooked. Nowhere near enough time to explore. A storm literally blew us off our feet. The rain pelted and we dashed back to the bus. I still think of this place. I want to go back. Maybe we can even catch the ferry across the Adriatic Sea and go to Venice. Mitch wouldn't do it. He still had issues with Australia knocked out in the world cup by the Italians in 2006. He refused to set foot on Italian soil. Isn't he a card! Maybe you and I can go this time Nicole.