I was kind of surprised by how much I loved Siena. It was so much smaller and cozier than Rome or Florence, and I really loved getting lost in its streets. (Getting lost and wandering for hours is one of my favourite ways to see new places.) So beautiful. 

Markets are just about my favourite thing ever, so I was very lucky that I got to visit one in almost every city. At a Siena antique fair, I bought a magazine ad from the 1920s. In Prague, I bought pysanky eggs from a stall in the Old Town Square. But Amsterdam was probably the best; we found a vintage flea market, a book fair (!!), and a farmers market that kept us fed all day. We didn’t buy any mushrooms from this stand because we didn’t have a kitchen with which to cook them properly, though oh! how it pained me to walk away from it.