Ciao bella Italia, we meet again. I started browsing an Elizabeth Gilbert book, not Eat, Pray, Love, in which she mentions her journey in Eat, Pray, Love. Naturally my next line of thinking in my farang food deprived body was the obscene amount of amazingness that she put into her belly. So today, my mind is in Italy, Sardinia specifically, with a group of people besides Thai calling out my beauty while I take in the scenery, preferably with a plate of pasta and a glass of wine in front of me. Crystal blue water, white sand beaches, and lonely beach coves doesn’t sound too bad either.