Why? It's so wonderful there. And in the days after the wedding Steve and I had the nonnis and my beloved Simona all to ourselves. And there was a concert and a day at Capo Flavia and more pizza eating and a hunt for the best gelato in all the land (in the rain, no less; I've never seen my husband walk with such determination.).
What's a girl to do? Especially if that girl's been wanting this since she was like 11?
Well, she gets her arse on that plane, that's what.