Earlier this year I took a decision that made zero financial sense, threw my extremely stable job out of the window, and headed to a summer in a city I love.
It rained non-stop for a month.
But then last night I sat in a candlelit church while Vivaldi bounced off the crypt walls and finally realised why people cry when they're happy.
It rained non-stop for a month.
But then last night I sat in a candlelit church while Vivaldi bounced off the crypt walls and finally realised why people cry when they're happy.
