Christopher with one of the live statues.
Santa Croce (Holy Cross) at night.
Ringo. This thing was almost two inches long and roughly an inch high. Scared the behoobies out of Wendy and Jenn. And that ain't pretty.
Another cold day on the piazza.
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2 comments:
This is seriously bringing back so many memories. How beautiful!
Nice. :)
On another note...Christopher, you are brave. I recently saw one of those live statues and it scared the crap out of me! (I obviously didn't know about the live part.)
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