I could not resist not to go out every single night during my stay in Crema. I’ve always went first to the piazzetta to absorb the happiness of  the vivid life then just got lost in the old town for hours, listening to the fairy-tales of the cobblestones, the moon, the cicadas, the hundreds-of-years-old walls, the tiny streets… And I knew I did not want … Continue reading Crema by night