Zara... of course
We were almost leaving Udine, and I was seriously worried, because Fernanda couldn't find one of her "monuments". How could it be? How could Udine escape "H&M", "El Corte Ingles", or any other giant of that universal shopping culture?
And suddenly... I lost Fernanda. A brief tension, browsing around, and, at last, the relief! There it was, just around the corner, "Zara's palace" with free entrance, and a smell that I couldn't notice, but strong enough to attract her from distance. Galerias Bardelli, was stated at the door, that I didn't cross, but she came out in peace.