Well, it’s been a while. I’ve been absolutely horrible at blogging the great adventures I’ve been on. So – Let’s catch up!
I’ve been going back and forth on this post for about a week, looking at this screen trying to figure out how in the world I’m going to put this trip into words.
Growing up was… Listening to conversations fill the room in Italian instead of English at family functions, sitting around the table for hours with friends and family discussing life – accomplishments and failures, love and loss, life lessons, and eating only the best homemade Italian food. My grandparents left Italy and came to The States in 1960 to pursue the American Dream. 4 kids and 8 grandkids later, I’d say they were successful. This year, I decided that I wanted to go visit the place where my grandparents were born – and dragged my mom along with me.
For 15 days, we toured Italy. Milan’s marvelous designer brand shopping proved why they are considered the one of the fashion capitals of the world. Venice lured us into it’s whimsical streets and magical gondola rides. Florence astonishing art culture left us in awe. Sorrento felt like a home away from home, with lemon trees everywhere you turned. The Almafi Coast was a breathtaking picturesque view in every direction. Rome was the perfect mix of the historic and modern world.
Here are some of my favorites: