Momma Mia!
I'm finally back.
Having the opportunity to travel again
has felt incredible.
Running Man and I were
extremely cautious, wearing our masks,
using plenty of hand sanitizer,
and trying to avoid crowds as much as possible.
Being careful though, didn't interfere
with our ability to have an awesome trip
because we certainly did.
Where in the world have I been?
Can you guess?
Yes!
We were able to travel to
Bella Italia.
Beautiful Italy.
We were with a small group
from Odyssey Tours traveling
to multiple regions and cities
of northern Italy.
We flew into Milan and made our way
north to Stresa located on
beautiful Lake Maggiore
on the south side of the Alps.
nearby Lake Orta
After a couple of days exploring
the area we traveled to Santa Margherita
along the Mediterranean coast.
The view from our hotel.
The sea was a brilliant blue.
We enjoyed the fresh pasta
and pesto this area is known for.
Next we traveled by train and then by ferry
to explore the
5 Italian villages nestled on the coast
known as the Cinque Terre.
The colors of the villages
along with the blue water was stunning.
Then we moved on to the rolling hills region
known as Tuscany.
First stopping in the charming town
of Lucca and it's medieval walls
We stayed in the small village of
Radda in Chianti
surrounded by vineyards
and forests
It was delightful, just what you
would imagine.
One day we explored Florence.
Ponte Vecchio
So many incredible sights.
The Duomo
Another day was spent in Siena
marveling at their Duomo and
the spectacular Piazza del Campo
We traveled around in a very comfortable motor coach
and had an incredible tour director.
Both important factors for a great trip.
From Siena we traveled further north to
an area looking very different from the way we
usually visualize Italy.
We went to Balzano located in the Italian alps.
The scenery was breathtakingly.
The peaks of the Dolomites are so powerful. Very different from the
Rocky Mountains I see at home.
This area has an Austrian vibe rather than Italian.
The people speak German first, then Italian.
Strudel not tiramisu
Beer not wine
Then one last stop along the Adriatic.
Of course, you know where.
Venice.
The Grand Canal
St Mark's Basilica
There aren't enough adjectives to
describe this special unique place.
We walked and walked for two weeks
in this beautiful northern part of the country.
We ate and ate wonderful food.
But like any fabulous trip, it's always
nice to head back home.
One last water taxi ride on
our way to the airport.
Arrivederci!
Until Next Time-
Kyle