...a small bakery hidden away, a newborn baby carried proudly by his papa at a local bar, a shopowner hosing down the cobblestone, a puppy with big paws, the smell of espresso, the temptation of gelato, a warm breeze, lost tourists, a near wipeout on a rough patch of road, friends packed tightly on a too-small bench, teenagers starting to gather in the piazza, church bells, rock n' roll, hastily shouted "ciaos," warm sunshine on my shoulders, and finally, the bottle of mineral water I'd set out for.