Afterwards we joined the queue at Gelateria Dondoli which has a string of awards for its unusually flavoured ice-cream. Among the flavours we sampled were raspberry and rosemary (Gill) and ricotta and myrtle berry (Pete). Like everyone else we plonked ourselves down on the steps of the fountain to devour the gelato. The flavours were interesting and intense. I suppose with a postgraduate literature graduate and an under-appreciated poet in the party we should have declared Gelato Dondoli 'The Emperor of Ice Cream'. In fact we were having far too much fun making rude comments about the hoards of selfy-stick wielding tourists to have time for literary allusions.
|Twilight from the Borgo La Casetta terrace|