i knew moving from como to lecco was gonna be a right decision, and it was. i don't think i need to write about it more than what the photos here are already showing of what kind of place it was and what kind of feeling it could evoke you while being here. lecco was my last place i travelled to before my period living in milan officially ended. and somehow i'm glad that it was here. the only thing i wished i could have done differently is that i wished i could stay longer instead of having to rush back to the train station to catch the last train going back to milan. though we did keep saying to each other, let's stay for five minutes more.
