I wake up to the lazy heat of the dandelion sun across my face. I left the curtains drawn the night before, allowing the rays to spill through the windows and onto my fluttering eyelids.

The gentle breeze that pats my curtains tells me it’s a good day to wonder about my summer trip to Italy. Then, the features of COVID-19 come to my mind and I pause for a moment to ask whether Italy is ready for the summer.