ITALIA! The most beautiful country on Earth and I was going there in a few weeks. I was traveling with my god-mother, sister, and cousins. I was so ecstatic and I was determined to make my first trip out of the country my best. In the weeks before we took off, I researched everything I could about Italy. By the time we were ready to leave I was armed with a list of common Italian phrases, tips for long plane rides, our itineraries, the weather, and clothes I hoped wouldn’t make me look like a tourist. We were going to see the Eternal City of Rome, the Vatican City, Florence, and the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
However, our vacation did not start off great. We got to the airport just after the deadline for the check-in. Would we be able to go on our Italian vacation? Thankfully, the representative was able to get us on a later flight. We would be going to Italy after all! 10 hours later we were in Rome! We arrived just in time for the Roman rush hour and our taxi driver happened to be the stereotypical Italian driver, driving with no hands and screaming at all the other drivers. We soon arrived at Hotel Quirinale, a quaint hotel in the center of Rome within walking distance of the Trevi Fountain and the Spanish Steps. After a quick wash we went out to an Irish pub of all places for our first dinner in Italy. Over the next few days in Rome we toured the Vatican City, the Sistine Chapel, Saint Peter’s Basilica, the Colosseum, the Roman Forums, the Spanish Steps, and the Trevi Fountain. I noticed that everyone in Italy smoked and everyone either had a Vespa or Mercedes. We did lots of shopping and walked down the expensive Via del Corso. We had a lot of gelato, ate lots of pasta and pizza, got winked at by hot Italian boys and my sister and I met the love of our lives. The bottom of the Spanish Steps will always be my favorite place in Rome because that is where we met him. He was from Norway and he made my heart swoon. But anyway, my favorite souvenirs I brought back from Italy were some Murano glass bead bracelets. They came in every color possible and all different sized beads. I was sad to leave Roma but alas it was time to move on to our next destination, Firenze, or Florence as we Americans say.
We took the train to Florence and saw the beautiful country side along the way. We stayed at the modern, high-tech Hotel Londra, a short walking distance away from the world renowned Ponte Vecchio or Old Bridge. Florence was even more beautiful than Rome although the pace was much slower. It was in Florence that I probably had the best time in Italy. A fashion designer had us rolling on the floor laughing and he kept calling my sister and I giggle girls in his thick accent. During our last few days in the country we visited the Leaning Tower of Pisa, saw the village where Pinocchio was created and took amazing pictures in the sunset on the Ponte Vecchio. Our driver that took us to the Florence airport was even crazier than the first one. I literally felt like I was going to die and it was dark! Well that was my Italian vacation in 600 words. I wish I could explain every detail of my amazing trip. I can’t wait to go back and I am currently a quarter fluent in Italian. Ciao!!
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