Legs in Macerata, Italy

I had an argument with my girlfriend and she wandered off somewhere.

She was pissed.

So I sat on a bench taking photos of people walking by.

legs in macerata italy

Photo by me.

Legs in Macerata, Italy.

You think you’re having a a boring summer, try spending three weeks in Le Marche, the land that everyone else forgot – except the people unlucky enough to be born there.

See also: Sunset over Castello al Monte and Ciausculo, the Champagne of Sausages.


How did I end up in Spain? Why am I still here almost 20 years later? Excellent questions. With no good answer... Anyway, at some point I became a blogger, bestselling author and contributor to Lonely Planet. So there's that. Drop me a line, I'm happy to hear from you.

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