In the previous blog post, Lisa admitted some of the challenges that we face on our trip and how she learned more about her own capabilities. Throughout our travels and in meeting new people, we have learned a great deal about what is important to us as travelers and young women.
After our last post (our Croatian vacation 😉 ), we arrived in Italia. While our time in Croatia had been filled with adventures at the beach and some birthday celebrations, Italy was our return to culture and history. My brother Dan joined our trip in Florence and traveled throughout the country with us. Our adventures in Italy were decadent and filled with smooth Chianti in Toscano; the best pizza and water views in Venezia; time-travel through the ruins of Roma, and sweet gelato in Sorrento. (When in Italia, you must fall in love with eating!)
Having Dan with us on our travels in Italy was so wonderful, especially because it was easy to see how excited he was about all the history and culture of the country. Dan’s presence on our trip really made me realize how fast-paced our travels had been so far, with city visits only lasting 2-3 days. While Lisa and I have become accustomed to this way of life, I began to wonder if we are getting the most out of our trip. I’ve likened our travels to others as a sprint, not a marathon, in which we get a quick taste of each city and country.
On one hand, I wouldn’t have it any other way for this trip. We’ve been so fortunate to visit and experience 8 countries in almost a month, which feels like dreams becoming reality. On the flipside, I’m sad to leave many of the countries, wishing we made room for just one more day. While in Italy, Lisa and I chose to rearrange our travel plans and spend a little more time in each city, and so far it has been a welcome change to stretch our legs and unpack for a bit (even if it’s just one more night!)
Over the last two weeks, I’ve learned to appreciate the small and quiet moments of this trip, where I spend all my energy in the present and not on where to go next.
The moments of this trip I am remembering and holding dear the most are the ones where we just stop: When we skip the tour, walk away from the hustle and bustle of the tourists, and pave our own way through the city streets. It’s when we find our own spot, either on a canal or in a cafe on the street, and have a quiet moment that I remember why I chose a summer in transit: to savor and remember these moments that stand still in time, forever.
*Veni, Vidi, Amavi: We came, We saw, We loved