As we were getting off the train in Perugia, a young man approached me and asked if I had any extra tickets to the Sting concert that night. This felt like a strange question to randomly ask someone until we talked to our couch surfing hosts and realized everyone in Perugia was going to the Sting concert. There was also a Jazz fest going on that night. We spent the night roaming around between concert venues, and stood on the outskirts of the Sting concert, barely catching glimpses of the screen in the distance, listening to the music float out to us.
Our time in Perugia was lovely, our hosts were delightful, and the city itself was hard not to fall in love with.
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