Honeymoon In Italy
We waited until about six months after our wedding to take our honeymoon so we could visit in the fall for two solid weeks. In the months leading up to the trip, we carved out Friday afternoons to make our plans. Our tradition was, I’d visit Daniel at work, and we’d sit in his office eating take out, listening to Italian music, and exploring the world wide web about all there is to see and do in Italy. We decided we’d visit Siena, Rome, Cinque Terre and Florence - in that order. The anticipation of the trip was almost as fun as the trip itself! I’ll spare you the novel it’d be easy to write about our Italian adventure - but I’ll mention some highlights: Walking the thousand year old streets of Siena during the evening, and the whole town being aglow with warm lamp light, having lunch in a restaurant built inside a cave, listening to locals speak Italian, hiking through the five coastal villages of Cinque Terre and enjoying a meal overlooking the sea cliffs of Manarola, walking through the ruins of Rome and running to duck into a cafe to wait out a sudden deluge of rain, hearing an Italian man use ‘mama mia!’ in all seriousness, buying a paper cone full of hot chestnuts and snacking as we explored the sights, walking through Trastavere at night and pinching ourselves to make sure it was real, waking up before dawn to see St. Peter’s Basilica and visit the Vatican Museum, dancing at a Florentine club, staring up in awe at Michelangelo’s ‘The David’, and sitting on our balcony in Florence overlooking the road and listening to the church bells of the Duomo. Magical honeymoon - check!