Sometimes one needs a little nostalgia. I seem to constantly relive these moments- cooking in Girasole (which means sunflower in Italian), hitting up a discoteca and dancing until 5 am, shaving Hannah’s head and making her look super convict like, roaming around little Swiss villages and drinking wine on wood floors, all while absorbing the Neo-Renaissance architecture and classic piazzas scattered around the town.
The Photographist 
Nostalgia rocks! Great shots!
Love these. I’m bummed that I never made it to Lugano this summer. How long were you there for?
I lived in Lugano for two years going to a small American university there- it’s a place to not miss, the mix of Swiss and Italian culture is really fascinating!
Nice photographs of Lugano-wich by the way is my home town!=)
So happy to have a Luganese comment! It’s definitely my adopted hometown.