l'italia pt 5

Whenever I think about moving away from San Francisco, I think about moving to a smaller town. Or not even a town, maybe just a farm in the middle of nowhere. I never wanted to live in New York, I never wanted to live in a city at all. But Rome...that is a city I could see moving to. Somehow the history and modernity come across as the perfect mix.

me

 dry peppers for sale at campo dei fiori

 undeniably perfect street corner

 carabinieri moseying despite riots getting ugly

fountain at the vatican

the pantheon by day

crossing one of many bridges

 the pantheon by night (twice visited due to proximity to amazing gelateria)

 

a mosaic fountain

rome's famous cacio e pepe

l'italia pt 3

"Orvieto is not exactly a foreign tourist destination," we were told by some men we chatted with. "Appunto, " I replied, that is exactly the point. We were attempting to get away from all the tourists a bit on this trip. Since my friend and I had already been to most of the "must see" spots, we agreed to avoid museums, feign an itinerary and just see what happened. To get to the hilltop town of Orvieto you must take a tram from the train station. It is quaint, old and just what imagine when you think of the Italian countryside. Of course most of the shops and restaurants are full of tourists even here, but at least they were often speaking in Italian. Our hotel was yucky, but I managed to get a beautiful shot of the colorful linens in the sunshine. Don't be fooled, the shower was totally moldy and the whole place smelled weird. We had a delightful walk in the morning topped off with a coffee and some planning for where to eat in Rome.

l'italia pt 2

From Genoa, we took the train to Florence. My companion had studied there for a year and we were able to stay with a friend of hers. Florence is an artist's haven. As you walk along the streets, there are little workshops tucked in everywhere. Many of them are refurbishing furniture or paintings, some are creating new items. We stopped into a glorious fabric store called Casa dei Tessuti which opened in 1929. The owner was sitting and reading from his book of poetry when we walked in. He invited us to sit. Several hours later we stumbled out with packages of the most incredible fabrics.

A main focus for us, as for all tourists in Italy was the food. And by that I really mean that we ate gelato everyday, had apperitivi regularly and tried to get in as much good pasta and pizza as possible. It was a diet of bread, cheese, ice cream and coffee for the most part. Walking a good 5-6 hours a day made it seem less gluttonous somehow.

One of the walks we took was to a church high above the city. We came across a public garden and some funny art installations. Florence is famous for the Ponte Vecchio, but really all of the bridges can be lovely to look at.

l'italia pt 1

I'm sipping a cappuccino this morning because I am trying to hold onto the feelings of vacation as much as possible. It took 11 years to go back, but I finally made the trip to Italy. Seeing the kids I took care of all grown up was wonderful. Using the language, eating the food and meandering through the historic cities all reminded why I loved the country in the first place.
It's hard to sort through the 600+ photos that I took and share just a few so I'm breaking it up a little. We flew into Milan, spent one night there with a friend and then took the train to Genoa, where I lived.

 high above the alps between somewhere between paris and milan

piazza de ferrari genova, italia

 idyllic moment on the italian riviera

 steps into the mediterranean

 san frutuoso-only accessible by boat

 wonderful colors on the beach

the very best foccacia

 view from the historic tower, built 1007 AD. my friends own this tower

looking into the hills from the tower, genova

from texas

We spent about 4 days in the blistering heat with our friends Natalie and Ben. Mostly we ate and chatted and then went back to eating some more. Occasionally we had a Texas sized cup of water.

vacation

We spent 3 nights at Costanoa with most of my family and a few friends. Last year we did the same and it was so fun we plan to make it an annual trip. We call it glam-camping-it's not exactly roughing it. Only an hour drive down the coast, you get to sleep in a real bed (heated) and have a real shower and bathroom, and you are in a stunning setting. Bluffs and the ocean and birds and the hills and it feels a long way away.