Some time back I promised you few pics from our great family vacation in Italy. It was gorgeous and I must thank my great husband for organizing, well, pretty much the whole thing. It was the best holiday I have had in a long time. Even with the occassional holiday cloud and thousands of medusas taking over our bay. And since we had one set of grandparents with us, we also had a rare and valued opportunity to go out in the evening. And that’s just what we did.

Oh, we didn’t go anywhere far, just in case our little angles wake up and would want us, but being in the historical center of a small Italian town dating back to 15th century, we had a plenty of choices. Walked few minutes down a steep hill and we hit the first bar. A terrace, in fact. It was about 22:30. A waitress asked if we were going to eat. No. So sorry, she replied, the terrace is open exclusively for dining until 23:30, then we could come for a drink. Or we could sit on the wall (surrounding the terrace) on a fluffy pillow, have a drink and enjoy watching the passers-by. And that’s just what we did.

Gaia was a bar-tender in this place. I liked the little devils in her eyes since the first moment I saw her and I knew I had to photograph her. And guess what? That’s just what we did