Bellagio, Lake Como, Italy

Luigi picked me up from the hotel this morning in Bellagio. He was tall, dark, and very charming on our one-hour ride to Milan airport, Luigi talked with his hands moving them as though he was directing a symphony.

His voice would intensify as he shared the moments of his divorce, girlfriends, and his 12-year-old son. And when he pulled my bags from the trunk of his car he kissed me on both cheeks exclaiming he would not forget.

Farewell to Bellagio Italy.