An American Bum in Tuscany

Way back in the spring, Tom and I were both job hunting¬†and he promised me that once he got a new job, he’d take me to Italy. It sounded like a great idea at the time, because shortly after, I got a new job breaking down boxes, which wasn’t great but meant I wasn’t a total bum and two weeks after that, Tom got a new job too. We were both like, “Yeah! New jobs! Let’s go to Italy!”¬† Continue reading “An American Bum in Tuscany”