Just came back from Italy.I was 3 weeks in Crotone(South Italy,Calabria)-the place where I was born-and went every freaking day to the beach,where I watched the hot Italian chicks(of course with sunglasses on).Now I look like a burned toast but it was worth it at the end of the day I guess.
I was in Napoli for a night to catch the flight and I'll never ever visit that city again.Dirty as hell.
Now I'm back in Germany,where it is raining all day.Life's a bitch(and death's her husband).