Everyone plans an Italy trip around the same five cities, and I did too on my first visit, ticking off Rome, Florence, Venice, and Milan like a checklist. It wasn’t until a friend dragged me to a tiny hilltop town…
I keep a running note on my phone titled simply “someday,” and it’s grown embarrassingly long through years of flight deal alerts, documentaries that stopped me mid-scroll, and friends coming home from a trip talking about it in a way…
I have learned that the best Italy moments are not always the ones you plan months in advance. Sometimes they happen when you take the wrong road, miss the faster train, or decide that one more stop cannot possibly hurt…
I didn’t always understand why people spent money traveling just to “see places.” For a long time, I thought vacations were just about rest. That changed the moment I stood somewhere so beautiful it made me stop talking, stop checking…