Beached Whale.

It took me awhile to notice it, but it’s true. I look like a beached whale. The face is rounder, pants a little tighter and all I can say is that I blame all of the gelato that Italy had to offer.

It’s bad enough that ice cream is one of my favorite desserts, but to have the ‘classy cousin’ of it on every corner was dangerous.

At first I thought it wisest to dial it back and stop with the fries, Belgium waffles and gelato. However, upon further reflection I’ve come to realize that one is not always traipsing across Europe everyday. Therefore it is up to me to fulfill the desires of myself and those at home and to eat as much as possible so that when I’m back describing all of my endeavors I can relay the information with the utmost detail.

So. Moral of the story:  

When I get back, my on again off again relationship with Shaun T will be rekindled in full force.

First Italian pizza ever in Venice!

First Italian pizza ever in Venice!

Yummy pizza in Florence

Yummy pizza in Florence

Doner Kebab... one of the only things we can consistently pay for!

Doner Kebab… one of the only things we can consistently pay for!

Gelato!Gelato!

My first cannoli!

My first cannoli!

Double fisting...

Double fisting…

Crepes!!

Crepe!

Crepe with Nutella, bananas, whipped cream and brownies.. haha I was feeling particularly corpulent that day!

Crepe with Nutella, bananas, whipped cream and brownies.. haha I was feeling particularly corpulent that day!

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