Today is a full moon, Friday the 13th, and our 11th wedding anniversary.
Normally on our anniversary, we visit the place where we were married–Pittsburgh’s South Side–to stroll the streets, windowshop the antique stores and dine at Dairy Queen, just as we did on the day we eloped. This year, we strolled over the Ponte Vecchio and gawked at the jewelry, and ate gelato on a hilltop overlooking Florence.
“Level UP!” as they say in Tokyo.
