There are times when you have the opportunity to see a place that is so breath-taking that anything you can write about will fall short to describe its beauty; and there are times when words won’t come out easily in writing. Combine these two things, and Houston (or may I say Bolzano??) we have a problem.
Posts tagged ‘Travel’
I don’t know about you, but when Spring arrives, I become lazy (well ..let’s put it this way…I am lazy but I become even lazier!). And yet, I am still that food snob (not foodie please!) who’s willing to travel all the way down
from Rome to Modena to get the real deal: Balsamic Vinegar of Modena Traditional Balsamic Vinegar of Modena -TBVM-, the right name for this luscious, fascinating potion.
“If I am a river, you are the ocean
Got the radio on, got the wheels in motion
We were silenced by the night
But you and I we gonna rise again
Divided from the light
I wanna love the way we used to when”
Nope! This is not a post about love. However, I could not find a better way to star this post without citing the song Silenced by the night from my favorite band – Keane -. Not just because we always play their music while we are driving, but because we were also heading to a river with the stereo on (with Keane’s Strangeland of course!) and our wheels were in motion to Rivodutri, where you can find a marvelous restaurant specializing in fish river called La Trota (the Trout).
Over the past two days, I have learned so many things. I now know that to just press the shutter button of a camera does not make you a photographer. I also learned that there is a degree in “David Beckham studies” in Staffordshire University in England (I am NOT kidding!). But before I bang my head against the wall thinking about how pointless my college degree in Industrial Engineering was (or stick a cherry on top of my head), I better go back to my first Camerahols lesson or as I call it – Photography 101.
Yesterday I spent most of my day travelling from Rome to the Vendée. It was quite a journey. I had to take a plane from Rome to Paris, to then catch a train to Poitiers, and change to another train that would take me down to Niort, where Roger Stowell from Camerahols was waiting for me.
Amalfi coast is probably – in my opinion – the most panoramic and picturesque place in the world. Because of its unique topography and landscaping, Costiera Amalfitana – like Italians call it – is one of the most visited spots in the Mediterranean during summer. Unfortunately due to its popularity, Amalfi Coast has become a touristy zone and very expensive, therefore it is easy to fall into turist traps.
When I travel to the sea coast, I want to try the local food specialty – that is, fresh seafood. Right? Well, this is what we all hope for while travelling, and most of all, we want to eat where locals eat. In Italy, not all seafood is created equal, and this is true throughout the boot-shaped Italian peninsula.
While in Ponza, I was impressed of the quality of this island’s street food. Due to its proximity to Naples, Ponza is well known for its scrumptious pizza, the most ubiquitous staple of the Italian gastronomic culture. Yet pizza doesn’t taste the same throughout Italy, and the best locations for eating pizza are Rome and Naples, where locals brag rights to the best pizza in the country. Indeed, in Italy there are two different kinds of pizzas: the Roman and the Neapolitan, and you can read the differences of both pizzas in my post Pizza in Rome.
Since I met my husband back in late 2004, he always wanted to take me to Ponza. He used to tell me that if I went to this island, I would not believe that such an amazing place was just 70 miles away from Rome. I always thought that in order to see beautiful Italian islands, I had to go all the way down to Amalfi Coast, Sardinia or Sicily.