Fiordilatte - my favourite italian ice-cream, first tasted at Lido outside Venice. It melted in my mouth, refreshing with the taste of norwegian fjords under a hot sun after swimming in the salty sea. This also became the gateway to a world of italian ice-cream. It is possible to survive anywhere in the world just remembering the taste of FIORDILATTE.
12 august 2006
Med Korsikas smalspora og trearma jernbane. Lokføreren er en unggutt og konduktøren en muskelbunt. Togturen ga en berg- og dalbanefølelse. Bare mindre trygg.
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