I blushed my way through Italy; my cheeks rosy from the blood rising to the surface of my skin, filling them with a colorful thrill unlike any other. Europe was new to me. I expected nothing, but appreciated everything.
I want to fill my passport with stamps. Italia, is one that will stay near and dear to my heart. I remember every step, taste, smell, and smile. The land is beautiful, and as I traveled from one end of the country to the other, I fell in love with every bit of it. I had nine days to see it all; my bags packed, comfy shoes on, and lenses ready to capture everything.
Roma was dense; full of history, character, and structure. The people were beautifully bold, with roots of Romans. I remember walking the streets, feeling each step of concrete under my feet, touching ancient stone and dirt, with an overwhelming feeling. The city is built with art. It is a museum within itself, and I wanted to see it all.
I’m certain that one day Florence will be my home for a few years. It’s light, airy, romantic. The cobblestone streets are narrow, intimate, and contagious. I wanted to get lost here; turn every wrong corner, with espresso gelato in hand. I wandered for hours on hours; twirling in the streets to musical tunes, touching every hand-pressed leather piece, and absorbing as much as I could. I wanted to call this place home. I didn’t want to leave, but I will one day return.
A day trip into the land of rolling hills could cure just about anything. Florence is just a little bit away from the wine country of Tuscany. I passed through quaint villages, with vineyards far and in between, settling at a winery for the day. Here, I tasted 20 year aged balsamic vinaigrette that to this moment makes my mouth water. It was a day full of farm-to-table cheeses, vino, and good company. This resting time was much needed before I began my next journey.
The sea, at last. I ended the trip with a couple days on the Mediterranean. Creamsicle colored stucco houses built into mountains that skim the clouds, salty water that makes you believe in miracles, and a stillness that could calm any storm. I sailed to Capri, explored caves, and saw the most beautiful shades of turquoise I think I ever will see. It was the cherry on top to my travels, filling my eyes with beauty.
I took my journal with me, and wrote every detail down. Those nine days taught me a lot about how to live life, and I never will forget it. Next time you travel, write it all down and capture it all. Hold on to that wanderlust forever, babes.
+ Where do you hope to travel next? Let me know in the comments below!