Most of the places we visited you may not have heard of before. There are so many beautiful places in Italy and this time we took a route that was off the typical tourist track. It was nice because the experience is really your own rather than having to share it with a few hundred other tourists. The picture to the right is of our entourage. From left to right you have me, my Aunt Gloria, Grandma, and her friend Joan. Joan was a last minute surprise, we invited her on the morning we left for Rome. She said yes, we booked the plane ticket, and she packed and then we were on our way!
After landing in Rome, we drove to Ravello. Ravello is high up in the mountains on the Amalfi

The next morning we went to Paestum which is the ruins of a city originally founded by the Greeks around 600 BC before the Romans were on the scene. A few hundred years later the town became
Next we headed for Naples. Even though there are plenty of sights to see in Naples, sampling the pizza was at the top of my list. The pizza all over Italy is fantastic, but Naples is really known for its pizza. My Aunt knew of a place called Da Michele that is extremely popular with the locals. They only make one kind of pizza, margherita (tomato, mozzarella, and basil), but they know how to do it right. At least that's what we thought when we got to the restaurant and there was a line of Italians outside waiting to get a pie. But when we finally tried it, we all agreed the pizza was mediocre. Oh well, there were other pizzas to be had and with very few exceptions the food in Italy was divine.
We stayed in Naples a bit longer and saw a few churches, sculptures, and the archaeology museum, but the city didn't have quite the same charm and intimacy as some of the smaller towns, so we decided to move on.
Our next stop was a town called Olevano Romano. It is a beautiful little town in its own right, but it has special significance to my family because we can trace our roots back there. We visited my great grandfather's grave and also visited some of our living relatives in town. They own a jewelry shop that has been in our family for many years. They were happy to see us and we stayed a while to chat. Too long, actually. We got a $50 parking ticket while we were inside visiting. I guess it can happen anywhere, but we were still glad that we made the stop.
The next day we went to Civita di Bagnoregio which is a very small town that sits high up on a rock. The only way to get there is a pedestrian bridge that is too small for most cars. Only very small cars and motorbikes can travel the bridge. And I do mean VERY small cars.

Now Bevagna was a nice place, but the most important thing I want to mention isn't about the town or the sights, it's about the gelato. I have had many of these all over Italy, but there is a special kind of gelato we had here called "artiginale." I think it means organic, but I can tell you that it was far and away the best gelato I have ever had. They are pretty good to begin with, but I have never tasted anything like this in my life! If you ever plan to go to Italy, add gelato artignale to your list of things to do just above seeing the Coloseum and the canals of Venice. Yes, it was really that good!
After Bevagna, we drove to Spoleto to have dinner, but didn't quite make it there. On the way we passed by a building where we saw a bunch of people dressed all in black. We thought it might be a funeral except they were smoking and chatting and didn't seem too sad. Then we drove around the corner and saw lots more people who were also dressed nicely, but were not in black. It turned out that there was an opera that was in intermission and the people dressed in black were the orchestra on a cigarette break. On a whim we decided to go inside to check it out and we ended up with front row seats to Rigoletto! We only missed the first act. I have always wanted to see an opera in Italy, but this particular one was very special. My Grandma's friend Joan is a retired opera singer and she had gotten her big break as the leading lady in Rigoletto! The performance was excellent and Joan was able to fill me in on the story as it went. She was even more thrilled than I was to see it and things couldn't have worked out better if we had planned them.
Our trip was starting to come to an end so the next day we headed back to Rome. We dropped my grandma and Joan off for dinner and went to park the car. Before we could do that it started

Now that I'm home, it's straight back to reality for me. I only have a week to go before I leave for Ukraine. It seems like lots of time, but I have so many things to do before I go. In seven days, ready or not, I'm off to the other side of the world. I'm trying to get packed right now which is a lot more difficult than it sounds. It isn't like packing for a vacation. It's more like moving, except you can only take one hundred pounds of stuff with you. Everything else has to stay. On top of that, I really have to make sure I bring the right things because many of the things we take for granted simply won't be available over there. The packing is important enough that it will probably get its own post, you might be surprised by some of the things I need to take. But that's a post for another day!
1 comment:
I think it's amazing that you got a chance to see all of that! You and John will be my references if I ever make it out that way (and I will even if I have to sell a kidney to do it- my lung wouldn't be worth too much)
Capaldi is going out to Italy in December for 3 weeks- it's not fair- but I guess I will just have to content myself with Hawaii in the spring- OH WAIT you went there too!
You better have got a new camera for Ukraine! -- I want to see all the coolness that is the East (no pun intended)
You need to post something new on here!!
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