A week ago I was waving goodbye to my family as they cruised down the Grand Canal on a water taxi. My dad stood up, turn around and waved one more time as I stood at the embankment near San Stae. Probably one of the most dramatic partings of my life, but fitting for our family trip throughout Italy. We laughed, ate well, I translated until my head hurt, we enjoyed ourselves, laughed at each others jokes, and while driving my sister and I discovered we know every word to more than a few Carly Simon songs.
Como, Bellagio, Barni and Barni
On the Chiantigiana
Castello di Verrazzano (one of the best places I've spent a week)
Throughout the trip I couldn't help thinking that I've lived here for seven months and really I've seen nothing! But even the Italians feel the same. Every tiny town, every village, every castle is unique and filled with history and it's own set of stories. I've made it my goal to do some more exploring...I haven't even made the lightest scratch of the surface.