Such a shame this one blurred.
Little did we know we had just locked ourselves out on the roof top terrace.
I call this one "The Floating Head of Luigi"
This is after he "rescued" me by jumping to the fire escape and then entering the building to unlock the door. My hero.
And this is the assistant hero. The cat tried to tell us the door was locked. Stupid humans.
A jacuzzi prima volta.
A boy and his bubbles.
I was tempted to photo shop the crane out, but why? There is development going on in this hills.
Our hotel, Villa Tirol.
The dinner before me has no idea what's coming next.
I think I look like a drugged out beaver here.
I'm a German rock star. Come this way now.
Oh the porn bakers.
Had to. They were fighting before this. Too much cuteness under the Sudtirolian sun.
lots of corn
trying to capture the snow that still lies on the Dolomites
Luigi was lamenting Australia, it's music, and the customers that come from there. Sorry Aussies.
I always take pics of the hotel rooms I stay in.
This pose makes me laugh every time.
Yes, this is a tourist ad that has a woman feeding a man a sausage in a field. Need I say more?
