It was late when they reached the car, and Raffaele was hungry from the hike and the fresh air.
“Would you like to have dinner with me?” he asked, looking at Vanessa, who sat in the passenger’s seat next to him.
“Sure, I’m starving!”
He laughed and started the car. After about 20 minutes listening to Tiziano Ferro, they parked in front of a modern looking hotel. ‘Posta Zirm Hotel’ was written outside, next to a big sign that read ‘Taverna’. They walked into a beautiful restaurant with wooden tables and white chairs. It smelled delicious. They sat down at a table for two, and the waiter approached them with the menu.
“Good evening, welcome to Taverna. Can I get you started with some drinks?”
They ordered some soft drinks and started looking at the menu. Although there were plenty of o
