When Spoke and I traveled to Italy, we rarely left the streets and their piazzas except to stop into coffee bars, trattorie and churches. Even museums couldn't hold our attention for too long.
Aurora Dallas was very much like that, eight of us soaking up the illuminating evening. We entered one church but passed on most shows. We strolled the 19 blocks, among the lights and under the stars, knowing this was an opportunity not offered by many other cities. Last night, it was, for me, a Little Italy.
