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Ravello: the winding poetry of Italy

The road to Ravello is winding, hot, busy and it takes me from Amalfi beach 350 meters up on the hill, in a symphony of scooter horns and Guarda dove stai andando!! shouts (watch where you’re going!). The Tyrrhenian Sea is accompanying me for most of my drive with its blue waters almost touching the sky and this…

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Capri: this glittery paradise of the Mediterranean

The road to Capri is blue and salty. I start the journey from the charming town of Amalfi and I’m being told it takes about 2 hours to reach the island. Being the boating fanatic that I am, 2 hours seems a bit short for me to admire the rugged landscape while gently being rocked…

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A Roman Holiday: The Roman Forum

Set aside a day to visit the Roman Forum and get a glimpse into a civilization long gone, one that made the object of so many poems, novels, history books and movies. The teeming heart of ancient Rome, the Forum has been called the most celebrated meeting place in the world and in all history. And no…

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  • […] Below you can see a view of the Colosseum and the Roman Forum, the ruins of what use to be a flourishing city that sprang songs out of many poets hearts. You can view more details and read my thoughts about it here.  […]ReplyCancel

A Roman Holiday: Villa Dei Medici

If you follow my blog posts regularly, you must know by now that most of my travels have as starting point a book I have read. Setting my eyes on Villa Medici wasn’t by accident: I had heard, studied and seen movies about this family ever since I was a child. My grandmother was a…

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A Roman Holiday: Rome by Night

“I love the silent hour of night” said Anne Bronte and I second that. Many passionate photographers would nod affirmatively to that too with their tripod and photographic gear hanging heavy on their shoulder. But don’t discourage if you’re not into photography: night is the time when blissful dreams arise and the city reveals its…

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