A few weekends ago on a lazy, meant-to-be productive day, I found myself rugged up in bed watching Italian documentaries. I have been dreaming of Italy for awhile now. Little towns in Tuscany, Anghiari, Firenze, Lucca and Casale Marittimo are all dotted on my back-of-the-door map of a boot shaped country. I am hoping for 12 weeks in Italy in the near ish future, and although my planning has so far only reached the enchanting northwest region of Italy, I hope it will soon find my flicking through pages and pages of second had travel guides for all the forgotten towns and best kept local secrets. A girl can dream right?