In the summer of 2010, Tory Woollcott and I embarked on a month-long trip to Italy and the south of France. In between missed flights, trains breaking down, braving the Italian highways in a tiny Fiat 500, unsuccessfully navigating the language divide, great food, deadly washrooms, naked Italian men, accidentally flashing a priest, getting punched in the boob, and eating a ridiculous amount of gelato, we also somehow managed to fall in love.
This is the story of what happened.
This is a work in progress! Tory and I are currently producing these as minicomics with the eventual goal of releasing a complete graphic novel. What follows are a selection of sample pages.