Steve finds mecca (in amalfi)

At home, Steve will regularly say "I have to go to the hardware store". As if it is a chore. It isn't. The hardware store is the place he loves most.

So yesterday, when he suddenly said "I have to go to the hardware store" I was worried he might be having withdrawals. 

To my relief he had simply broken the dust pan. Turns out his motivation was fear. Of the cleaning lady. A feisty Italian lady we met on day one. 

So off he went. To Mecca.

Happy Stevee.