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Italy Part 2

Our first day in Napoli was rainy, and we didn’t have grand plans. Shopping. Food. Coffee. Explore. Those were the extent of my expectations. Mom had in the past enjoyed hop on hop off tours, so that happened. We waited in the rain for a bus and took it around town until shopping and food beckoned. We had a great time exploring and the intimidating new city started feeling more magical and historically beautiful by the minute.

We thoroughly enjoyed all the pizzerias and coffee spots we found. We didn’t eat any McD’s that day, but we were impressed with the selection of treats. ­čśŹ

Oh, I forgot. I am a terrible planner. I didn’t heed any travel advice I read prior, so I didn’t pack well. I knew we were traveling in winter and it’s likely rain. I still didn’t pack a waterproof jacket. Or boots. On day one when we encountered rain, I was wearing a wool coat. We needed a shopping trip to adequately clothe this thirty year old.

The sun came out midday. All was right in the world.

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Italy Part 1

Mom and I went to Italy for my 30th birthday in January. It was our first trip and my first international trip excluding cruises.

I flew from Dallas to Chicago to meet Mom. I flew into Chicago and was greeted with a snow storm and Chicago pizza. We flew from Chicago to Zurich to Naples. We left Chicago around 8 pm and got to Naples around 4 pm. We didn’t even get to go into the Zurich airport because of flight delays leaving Chicago; we got shuttles around outside the airport in Switzerland.

The first walks around the area we were staying in Naples had Mom and myself a bit apprehensive. Should be stay here all week? Do we find somewhere else?

We were told by the front desk when we arrived that restaurants were closed between 5-6:30. We didn’t quite interpret that right, and left to explore around 5:15, only to come back to the hotel empty handed for dinner. We ordered in for dinner and happened upon the best desserts. I seriously cannot wait to go back to Italy for coffee and tiramisu and all the desserts. And pizza, too. We became so much more comfortable after exploring in the morning. And I’m so glad we stayed.

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Time Travel and Stuff

Remind me how that happens again? The time passing what feels like in a blink specifically… I genuinely feel like the first quarter of the year has come and gone, but I was busy LIVING. I just couldn’t… wouldn’t make space for any creative outlets.

In January, I turned 30. My mom and I went to Italy for a week. It was the best of times. Legit, I lived. I coffee’d. I ate. I walked. I saw. ALL. THE. THINGS. No amount of pictures can make my tastebuds enjoy the January coffees again. We went to the island of Capri, saw the sights of Pompeii, and a snippet of Rome. We walked, rode buses and the underground, and thoroughly enjoyed our stay in Napoli/Naples.

I forgot to mention… PIZZA. The birthplace of PIZZA is where we stayed. We had pizza once or twice a day and it was glorious. It was eye opening and pure. Oh. My. Pizza. Is there pizza like this in the States at all?

I’m already itching to experience┬á that city again. I didn’t get the tattoo I attempted to schedule, as the artist cancelled due to his prior booking, and I’m not going to lie… that SUCKED. It didn’t ruin the trip though.

My mom had a couple things she really wanted to do in Italy, and seeing the Vatican was on the list. Between the Archaeological Museum in Naples and the Vatican Museum in Rome, we were overwhelmed with culture, history, and all things beautiful. There really are hardly words for the experience.

In addition to the coffee and pizza (and desserts), the other perk of our trip were the people. The guides that knew more than a handful of languages and were experts in history and always pursuing more information were just mind-blowing. On our Capri tour, my mom and I became fast friends with another family on the tour, a priest, his mom, and his aunt. They were from Spain, visiting the priest who now works in Naples. I love meeting new people while traveling.

I’ll attach photos shortly. Because words are difficult. I’ve got to wrap this up, but I’ve never felt so in awe as I was that week. I’m not convinced time travel isn’t a thing, but I think I will pause the LIFE BUTTON, and write again soon. Maybe.