What? Am I being too dramatic? Okay. The cappuccino there was good.
One of our Venetian mornings was spent on the island of Murano, known for their glass artistry. We sat down for a moment before touring the island to have our daily caffeinated beverage and much to my delight, hearts had been drawn into the foam by our Italian barista. Now, I know what you're thinking. They do that for all the tourists. They know how to make an American Girl in Venice swoon.
Well, I'm okay with that. It was a lovely beginning to the day.