“Okay, you start hand washing the laundry and I’ll run to the cash machine and buy some wine and cheese for our picnic on the beach,” I said to my boyfriend Joe as I walked out of the hotel room.

“Sweet, see you soon!” he replied, dumping out a garbage bag full of dirty laundry onto the bathroom floor.

We had been backpacking across Europe for almost a month; having traveled through the Netherlands, Belgium, France and Spain, we know found ourselves in Anzio, Italy. Continue reading →