Another one of my Papa’s cousins, Italo, took me around Ascoli for an entire day, explaining to me the history of the city and just about everything else having anything to do with Ascoli. While my Italian has come a long way, it hadn’t come along far enough to understand everything Italo had to say, but luckily Italo didn’t mind as he never ran out of facts and stories for me. After a big lunch and some more family history, we headed to another cousin’s house for some vino cotto and dessert. Croce showed up and explained to me that I shouldn’t feel bad for not understanding all that Italo had to say, as nobody else really does either. Meeting more family was another great experience, and once again I left with a full stomach and a smile…