Our first night in Lido Di Jesolo we had our welcome dinner, which was taken care of by EFCollege Break. We started with some bruschetta and bread dipped in olive oil & balsamic. With my newfound fuck it attitude, I inhaled that bruschetta like I would never see food ever again. For prima piatti we had gnocchi and for secondi piatti we had veal in a white wine sauce and roasted potatoes. So much food. Naturally, we also had dessert. As you can see, we had tiramisu, which was pretty good but difficult to make room for- even in a stretchy skirt.
Anyone who knows me, knows that I feel most alive when I'm dancing. It is my favorite thing to do in the whole entire world. I did plenty of that in Italy and went to bed with a smile on my face each night. I miss the nightlife in Italy. I don't miss the aggressive, uncoordinated Italian men though. Thankfully, "no" is a universal word. Italian men just have selective hearing. We all had a ball nonetheless.
For many of us, the real uh-oh would come the following morning and would not be accompanied by the beat of Beyonce's Crazy in Love. On day 3 we were up early and on a boat ride making our way to beautiful Venezia. :]