“No, mother; no. She was really keen on Italy. This travel is quite a crisis for her.” He found the situation full of whimsical romance: there was something half attractive, half repellent in the thought of this vulgar woman journeying to places he loved and revered. Why should she not be transfigured? The same had happened to the Goths.”
― E.M. Forster, Where Angels Fear to Tread
One Street Shy 
Gosh, Jennifer, I wish I was there. But I will have to settle living vicariously through you. Savour every moment blogging buddy!