It's been a little over 5 months now, and still, I can't get Italy off of my mind. I still get mildly depressed and weepy when I'm at World Market and pass by the authentic Italian wines and foods. I'm even teaching myself Italian with an app I found on my iPhone.
As an Art History major, I had always wanted to go to Italy for the obvious reasons - to see the Sistine Chapel, take photos next to Bernini's fountains, the basic art nerd stuff.
|A photo from our trip including both the Cypresses and the Umbrella Pines|
And so I immediately fell in love with not just the city of Rome as I was before, but the entire country of Italy, including the not-so-artsy rural areas.
As soon as I landed at the airport, my cousin Glen, the World Traveler, met me so that I wouldn't get horribly lost taking the train to city center. The airport, though nothing incredibly fancy, was complete with an enormous, wooden Vetruvian Man sculpture after the famous drawing by Leonardo. I was basically like a giddy little five year old, and I'm pretty sure Glen regretted taking this trip with me after how excited I got about the airport-art.
Even more exciting was when we got to our residence for the week at Hotel Saturnia, where our friend Kendall was waiting for us and studying travel guides to get ready for the day. Our hotel, in an ally caddy-corner to Santa Maria Maggiore (don't even get me started on how great it was to wake up and see this every morning), was very small, and our room ended up not being directly inside of the hotel, but in an extra room a short distance down the ally from the hotel lobby. Sounds a little sketch, but it was so great, like having our own home in Italy. Not to mention, some of our hotel staff were super amazing and would make us cappuccinos when we came home at night (even though that's totally not okay - just FYI, cappuccinos are breakfast only. and Italian coffee will make you miss Starbucks, hardcore.)
|Our hotel key|
|Hotel Saturnia's ally|
|The old Fiat that sat outside our room|
|Our favorite pizza shop - you can see me in line in my grey cardigan|
|Pizza by the Pantheon|
And some of the other foods we had on our trip-
But despite the amazing food, the best thing ever was just getting to see the different parts of Italy, and getting to spend time with some amazing people.
So I leave you with these photos - we probably took three million pictures each, but these basically summarize my favorite parts of our trips and some of the best memories I'll ever have.
|Gelato was an everyday event for us|
|Filling my water bottle in a fountain by Pietro Bernini, Gian Lorenzo's father|
|Cousin teamwork on a photo project|
|We absolutely LOVED the Colosseum, especially lit up at night|
|Firefighters in Rome|
|Rubbing the hogs snout in Florence|
|...and the descent|
|My travel buddies in Florence|
|Glen at St. Peter's|
|Our slightly-pervy tour guide in Pompeii|
|My amazing travel buddies/the best dinner dates ever|
|In St. Peter's, with Bernini's baldacchino behind us|
|Our favorite lunch spot - the Pantheon|
|Licking the Colosseum (but not really). Just because I'm weird like that.|
|Tossing a coin in the Trevi|