Saturday, May 19, 2012

The End


Wow. That’s really the only word to describe my whirlwind of a life lately. What an incredible adventure these past few months have been & I feel so lucky to have had opportunity to go on this journey. As sad I am to be leaving bella Roma, I know this won’t be my last globe-trotting escapade. I hoped this little four-month stint would cure my travel bug but it’s only gotten worse!

 I've learned so many important lessons on this invaluable adventure. I discovered that a watch is more than just a fashion statement and I am actually capable of (gasp!) reading a map! I’ve learned how to pack the bare minimum because when you’re carrying every single pound on your back for a week throughout Spain, it adds up fast. I’ve realized that getting lost is okay, and that sometimes the best experiences are those that you stumble upon. One of the most important lessons that I’ve come to recognize is that branching out on your own isn’t scary, lonely or humiliating. I had some of the best experiences of my life when I was traveling solo. I got the chance to eat, sleep and discover what I wanted, where I wanted and when I wanted. The time I spent exploring by myself was a great opportunity for a little self reflection and you become a heck of a lot more approachable to meet new people when you aren’t traveling with a herd of six girls. I think that this experience has helped me to accept whatever the universe gives me instead of stressing and overthinking the details. The busses aren’t running? Well at least everyone else is going to be late, too. I missed my train? Good thing that wasn’t the only one running today. My psycho ex roommate broke the lock to get into my room in East Lansing while I was gone? Well, things are replaceable. As Dr. Jill put it, “you’re still Type A, just a lot less Type A…” Thanks, Mom.

I’ve also really appreciated the effort from my friends and family to stay in touch… Cards, emails, packages, visits and weekly Skype calls kept me from getting homesick and for that I am so grateful. I’m feeling bittersweet about leaving this incredible place but the end of one adventure is the beginning of another & I am so excited to meet my fellow tadpoles in Chicago this weekend! 

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Gardens of Tivoli

No words... Just a few pictures from my solo trip to the gardens of Tivoli on Saturday.










Sunday, May 6, 2012

Solo Hiking in Cinque Terre

When you live with 6 girls, sometimes you just need a few days to yourself! So Friday I headed to go hiking in my favorite place on this earth--the Cinque Terre. When I was there a few years ago with Dr. Jill, I never would have dreamed I'd get the opportunity to experience this place again so I'm hoping this wasn't my last chance either! Anywhooo I arrived in Riomaggiore Friday morning and it was the perfect day for hiking: 75 degrees and sunny with a little breeze coming off the water to cool me off... Could not have asked for better weather. 






One of the trails was still closed off from the aftermath of the floods in October, so I was able to take a train for that stretch of the hike. One of the villages, Vernazza was still in shambles and that was really sad to see. Months later, there were still cranes pulling scraps out of the water and construction happening to all of the stores and apartments that were ruined. This photo is right outside of Vernazza and you can see that half of the house was just washed away down the cliffs. There were still keys and towels hanging up in what used to be the kitchen... It makes you wonder where those people went or what happened that they wouldn't even go back to save what was left of their things.



 Other than that, the hike was amazing... Where else in the world do you get views like this?? After the hike I ended up in the last town Monterosso (where Mom & I stayed a few years ago) and I fell asleep on the beach after some delicious coconut and peach gelato :)


That night I went out for dinner with these girls I met at the train station. I can't remember (or pronounce their names), they're from India but studying for their Masters in Paris. They were great company and it was so interesting to hear about their life in India--they both come from a lot of money and had never even cleaned their rooms before moving to Paris because having maids and cooks is so common for them. They also told me how much Indians hate the movie Slumdog Millionaire because of how it depicts all Indian children as starving and living in poverty--and it wasn't even produced or directed by an Indian. Yeesh, I kindof liked it!


My hostel was quite strange, it was just an apartment with a lot of beds in it. Small world though: 3 of my roommates just graduated from University of Michigan! But the world gets smaller... When I was in Madrid I met this Australian couple (about my age) at a hostel who were on a 10 month tour traveling the world. I talked to them for a few hours about their trip and Australia and they completely sold me on making that my next adventure. Well while I was waiting for a train in Corniglia I ran into them again! I think fate brought us together because we spent some time catching up and they ended up writing out an itinerary for my trip to Australia and gave me their contact info and said that I was welcome to stay with them in Sydney whenever I make my way over there... What are the chances!


Saturday, I ended up doing a hike inland which wasn't as incredible as the cliffside hike, but it was still nice to be out in nature... Ahhhhh, zen. Halfway through the hike, I plopped myself down in a vineyard to chow down on a croissant with cream. This is the life. Seriously, I'm not sure how it could get better. I had such an amazing weekend in the Cinque Terre and so glad I decided to go on my own. This was supposed to be my last trip butttt I might need a break from finals studying next weekend so the wheels are turning... :)


Saturday, April 28, 2012

Fun In Rome

The last few days in Rome...

Tossing coins in the Trevi!

Dad relaxing on the rooftop at my school

One good lookin' couple

Goofing around in the park

Relaxing at a fountain near campus

Funeral crashing...

CRAZY shower at the hotel in Rome

Feeling so lucky that BOTH of my parents were able to come to Italy for such a wonderful vacation. From climbing the bell tower in Siena to cycling in the Tuscan countryside, hiking trails in Elba and dining at my favorite restaurant in Trastevere, these are memories that will last a lifetime. Love you guys! They headed back to Michigan this morning but the goodbye wasn't too sad, I'll be home in less than 3 weeks! 



Thursday, April 26, 2012

Just Like The Photos



Rarely do I visit a place that truly looks as good as it does on postcards and in the movies, but let me tell you—the photos don’t do these places justice!

My parents arrived in Roma a little late on Friday morning and we missed our train to Florence by seconds. Luckily, we were able to grab the next train less than a half hour later and the adventure began. We were only passing through Florence on our way to Siena, but who can turn down a chance to climb the Duomo?? I watched our luggage in a cafe while they climbed the 463 claustrophobic steps—Dr. Jill couldn’t get her legs to stop shaking even after she made it safely back to the ground! After their little tour, we caught a SITA bus to Siena and found Hotel Athena without much trouble… Fluffy full-size towels, a hair dryer, hotel slippers, delicious breakfasts and a view to die for—I was one happy camper (and I think M & D were impressed too)! We explored Siena, sampled a few gelaterias and had a less than stellar first meal—but a successful day nonetheless.



A rainy Saturday morning gave way to a BEAUTIFUL day of sunshine (the gods have been smiling on us this trip!) and we took the opportunity to climb the bell tower in Siena’s main square, Piazza del Campo. Once a year, they turn the piazza into a horse track and hold races there, kind of difficult to picture, huh?! We explored the rest of the day, did a little shopping and ate a delicious meal at an adorable little hosteria. The first of many pizzas for Dad… We made it an early night because Sunday was going to be a big day.



    




Sunday, we awoke at the crack of dawn in order to catch a bus (literally we had to run for it) back to Florence where we would be picked up and driven to Chianti in the Tuscan countryside for our biking and wining tour. I don’t know about you, but when I picture a bike tour of Tuscany, I imagine myself wearing a sundress, pedaling a bike with a basket in front, sipping on wine and nibbling on apperitivo. Apparently, my expectations were a little off. What we got was a hardcore 20-mile bike ride, against the wind and what felt like uphill the entire way! Yikes. 30 seconds after we got on our wheels—half the group was walking our bikes up the MOUNTAIN of a hill they wanted us to climb  That’s when I started to freak out, 7 hours of this?? I’m trying to get over the cold I got in Amalfi last weekend—snot is pouring out of my nose and I’m coughing up a storm… Not exactly what I pictured and Not. Having. Fun. 


 Every so often we stopped as a group to learn little tidbits about the region and the vineyards and started to come to views like this: 

    

 Okay, maybe this was worth the effort... I wish these pictures could convey the beauty in Tuscany; I haven’t seen this much green in four months! Rolling hills, sprawling vineyards, flowers blooming—seriously incredible sights. Hands down, the most beautiful part of Italy I’d seen.


Meanwhile, there were only two other people in our group and talk about overachievers. Since they were setting the pace so freaking fast, we were ahead of schedule. Instead of slowing down and enjoying the scenery, the psycho asked our guide if he could add some mileage onto our route! Are you kidding me?? Our Australian guide obliged and we biked onward…

 Finally, we made it to the Principe Corsini Winery, best known for their Chianti Classico and Zac wines. After an amazing lunch (produced entirely with products grown on site) and wine tasting, we toured the basement to learn about the wine and olive oil making processes. 


Interesting fact #1: Olives have to be processed within 6 hours of being plucked from the tree in order to be classified as extra-virgin! Interesting fact #2: The Corsini family (who dined next to us) is royalty! The family includes a Prince and Princess... Of the vineyard perhaps? Regardless, their estate is unbelievable. We headed outside to the gardens after our tour and instead of birds chirping, we were listening to some serious techno. Techno? Shocking I know! The next property over was having their annual two-day rave party and the music was blaring. This was a raging party in the middle of rolling green vineyards—hilariously random. Rumor has it; the princess was calling the police.


 After we purchased some goodies, it was time to hop back on our bikes—at least the way back was mostly downhill, right? Wrong. Our guide decided to change the route for better views, but you guessed it—more uphill. It was a good thing we were stopping for gelato because I’m not sure if I would have been able to climb the next hill—twas a doozie. As challenging as the bike ride was, I’m so glad we did it because the views wouldn't have been the same from any other angle. :)


We survived the rest of the ride, made it back to Florence, bussed to Siena and even encountered a marching band on our way back to our hotel. Oddly enough, this isn’t the first time Mom and I have run into a marching band in Italy...



Monday morning, we took a taxi to the train station in Siena. Then, we took a train to Empoli where we had six minutes to find our next train that took us to Campiglia. From Campiglia we took a bus to Port Piombino. Following that, we took a ferry to Elba Island. Once we arrived on Elba Island, we rented a car to get to our hotel. HOLY MOLY. 

   Staying zen in the chaos of travel

The drive once we got on the island was ridiculous—never have I ever been on roads so windy. Dad said it was like driving in a video game—I felt like I was on a roller coaster ready to vomit. Aside from the curves, Elba was magnificent. It reminded me a lot of Amalfi, just far less inhabited and commercialized. Clear blue water, gorgeous beaches, green mountains, bright flowers, sunshine abound and a plethora of hiking trails—good pick Mom! 

Ferrying to Elba: we even managed to spot some dolphins!


Loving life

The gardens at Hotel Illio

The beginning of our hike!




Celebrating with gelato, mmmm!

At the moment we are training back to Roma... Don't make me go! I would have gladly spent another few weeks in Elba but Tom & Jill have some serious exploring to do in the Eternal City!