Ok…So, it’s been a while. I took off. Byeee. Sianara!(Is that now you spell it?)But, I’ve missed you, & If you’ve been following me on Instagram, then you already know I’ve connected with my Italian roots and went on an unforgettable 2 week solo trip to Italy! I know. Ridic. An experience of a lifetime that I will never forget, nor regret:) Some would call me crazy, and some…perhaps brave. All in all, despite a couple of bumps on the road…I made it out alive. hallelujah!So, how about a recap???
Italy is IMPOSSIBLE to not fall in love with. Honestly, I highly encourage getting lost every chance you get. Every street lined with stunning, rustic buildings. Some almost falling apart…but non the less fit perfectly amongst its settings. Little family run boutiques…pizza joints everywhere…leather EVERYWHERE…the list is endless. For me, not enough hours in the day.
**My street, from my apt**
First things first…Tan these thighs on the spanish steps.
Probably the healthiest thing I ate the whole of two weeks. Don’t judge me. Happy pounds!;)
Made it to the Colosseum and the Forum. Stupid amazing!!! Although. A piece of advice…If it’s your first time in Rome, do yourself a favor and get a Roma Pass. It will save you hours and money on all the sights. I think I spent an hour and 1/2 in line trying’ to get in dis bitch! ugh. Anyways. You must seeeee!
The absolute highlight of Rome… The Pope’s blessing at the Vatican. With Grandma’s rosary in hand, I sat amongst thousands to see the pope. Wednesdays and Sundays, the pope is at St. Peter’s Basilica doing a blessing or holding mass for the public. A moment I will treasure forever. <3
St. Peter’s Basilica
LUNCH TIME!!!!! Ugh. It’s just insane.
Typical meal….Surprised I didn’t turn into a freakin pizza, with all the dough I ate. Oh…and BTW……I HATE it when people say, “You probably walked so much, you worked it all off right?!” Are you FAAAACkin kidding me!!? There’s not enough cardio in the world to that could work off the amount of food I consumed! LMAO With that being said…I gained 8 quality of life pounds. So. There.
**La MonteCarlo. Rome.**
Climbed to the highest and most beautiful vista point in Rome to represent my peeps! Quilmes all the way.
I must admit…I ate gelato twice a day for two weeks straight. When in Rome.
The morning market at Campo Di Fiori:)
Sistine Chapel comin’ at ya. I can’t even. 3 hour tour of the Vatican…St. Peters…& Sistine Chapel. Highly recommended and absolutely breathtaking.
Trastevere for a few hours. The Brooklyn of Rome. Hell…why not. Lets stop for a drink shall we?
Beautiful & fresh flowers at the morning market in Campo Di Fiori.
Cured meats for dayzzzz….
New obsession with pecorino.
Big Daddy meat.
Trastevere has a charm like no other.
The local hustlers “charmed” me into buying 7 of these handmade pieces. oops.
Crossing over the bridge. Love this….
Dinner time…The streets are crowded, the restaurants filled with foodies…even if it’s 11 o’clock at night.
Spaghetti Alla Carbonara. Just stopppppp it!!!!
Armando Al Pantheon…You delivered.
I’ve always been obsessed with tile work. These beautiful, original tiles can be found throughout Vatican City.
Next adventure…Florence. (check out the wino purp lip) lmao!
Sunset views…mini Chianti…perfect weather…glorious food.
Night out. Classic in black and white.
A private wine tasting of super tuscans near Ponte Vecchio.
Typical day… 8 hours of sightseeing. Stop every hour and 1/2 for drinks and food. Pretty much INCREDIBLE. Stoked on my 8 happy pounds I put on.
Best Panini in Florence. Antico Noe.
So, let’s talk about how amazing the shopping is in Italy…Now, let’s talk about how I only traveled with a carry on and couldn’t buy anything,(including these EFFING PERFECT shoes) because I couldn’t fit one more thing in my bag. UGHHHHH FML.
Couldn’t get enough of these beautiful statues everywhere I turned.
Now do you see why it is impossible to resist these perfectly handled and nurtured carbohydrates?!?! Homemade by someone’s italian mama, I would never say no. lol.
Not too sure that Americans are so into this… but tripe, is a staple in italian kitchens and for butchers. Love it in stews especially. YUMMMM
Every freakin morning. Italians aren’t sit down for breakfast type people. No eggs, bacon, or huge breakfast burritos. They’re too busy trying to catch the train, catch the bus, or… hmmm. Who the hell knows. All I know is that I’ll stand at the espresso bar, shoot one down and scarf a croissant in 2 minutes ANY DAMN DAY. Cuz betch, we bussssyyyy.
Gold district of Ponte Vecchio, Florence.
Ponte Vecchio view.
Tourist selfie. More importantly…how cute is my lil apartment?!
Not gonna front. Purchased several.
Spent lots of time visiting so many cathedrals. Don’t take this the wrong way here, as stunning and emotionally moving these holy places were, after the 10th one…they all started looking a weeee bit similar. (no offense to anyone. #catholicandproud) I shot a couple of them that I believed to be some of the most breathtaking.
The religious art, the structures, the stained glass, everything. One more beautiful than the next.
Cocktails and rooftops… Enjoying a negroni at the Westin Excelsior, Florence.
The “David” at the Uffizi. Isn’t he gorgeous?!
Check out that meat…mineeeee. Trattoria Mario, Florence
On this sunny day…I traveled from Firenze to Chianti by bus. If only I had an extra week in Tuscany. Sighhhhh.
I stumbled across the incredible Air bnb, and I wish I had more time there. Le Cetinelle is a tuscan farmhouse surrounded by hills and woodland. I think it was the absolute perfect location to really get the Tuscan, romantic experience.
Fell in love with the wisteria.
The whole property is breathtaking. I mean…
My fabulous host Simonetta. Thank you for a great stay and amazing breakfast! God…I love italian women. Such a sweetheart.
The wine just keeps flowing. Hired a driver, and visited several vineyards. Oh…and I need this machine. Thanks.
Stopped at Il Molino Di Grace for a private tasting.
I could live here.
This was my favorite vineyard I visited. Azienda Agricola Altiero, a rustic, quaint, family run vineyard, where everything coming from there is totally organic. The wonderful hosts served me a wide variety of cured meats, cheeses, homemade jams, and best of all..THE WINE! Delectable super tuscans, chianti classics, and great rose.
Bought a couple of those yummy bottles of rose to take with me to the Amalfi:)
That view tho….
Strolling through old town.
Hello Siena… Spent one day and night here. The terra cotta city is a perfect day trip from Florence. First things first…EAT. Check out my dinner view…
Took a break from all that dough (Now you’ll see me in baggier clothes & puffier cheeks) and ordered an array of grilled seafood.
Pizzeria Malborghetto is a local, hot eatery in the heart of Siena. Casual dining at it’s best, with incredibly authentic & fresh food. So bomb!
My typical snack…Aperol spritz, peanuts, and chips. So healthy.
Sweet daisies. Probably weeds…but in Italy, everything is beautiful.
View from my apartment. This sunny day clearly called for a delicious sparkling rose.
City view for days. The terra cotta city.
One more plate added to the collection:)
These little markets are everywhere. As a foodie…you can’t help but enter every single one of them.
Last leg of my Italian adventure… Amalfi Coast. Headed straight to Positano. Here’s a few pics of my Praiano day trip. Beautiful.
The crystal waters of my perfect Positano.
Apperently dinner alone as a women is a bit weird. I felt sexy, and independent..clearly the servers felt sorry for me and brought out food shaped like hearts. I.E. this pizza. Lmao.
Afternoon vino on the beach.
Remember that bottle I bought in tuscany?… Oh, and yes…That IS truffle cheese.
Loved my Positano hotel! Flavio Gioia is the perfect location. Affordable, and beautiful!!! And that tile!!!!! Wish I could’ve taken them home!
View from Fornillo Beach:) Just a short walk from the main beach in Positano.
Yeah…that’s a real thing. Helllllloooooo…
If you’re planning a trip to the Amalfi coast, Positano is a great location, especially as a jump off for day trips. Hopped on a ferry and was in Capri in 25 minutes.
Capri island view.
Oh hi hunnnayyyy!
Street art, Capri.
If only I could own this property. Just saying’ Dream garden.
Always wanted to do this! Finally got my ass into that famous Blue Grotto! Woohoooo. so coooool!
The Ferries drop you off at this tiny station where you pay 13 euro, and hop onto these tiny row boats. (otherwise can’t fit in the cave. lol) You are greeted by an italian man (the rower of the tiny boat) and told to duck your head as you enter this mysterious cave. Once inside…it’s like magic. He begins singing old italian folk songs as you admire incredible highlighter blue waters. Wow. Stoked to have that checked that off my bucket list!:)
It’s been real Capri.
Back in Positano…my selfie game was on point.
Couldn’t get enough of these awesome, vintage tiles all over town which were clearly hand painted.
Here we go again with the Faaaackin heart shaped food. Dying laughing at this point. What the hell. “Yes Senore, party of one!” Geeezuz.
Apparently this is “Italian island style” Hmmm. I guess I’m still deciding if it’s more…Hobbit, or Land of the Lost attire.
Simple, elegant, fresh…my perfect meal. Heirloom tomatoes with homemade mozzarella, oregano & olive oil. Dayyyummmm.
Now, this is my kind of “island style”
Bronzin’ at Spiaggia Grande, Positano.
Fornillo Beach. A quieter, more local beach. A few steps from Spiggia Grande.
That was the second bottle I bought of Rose. Different day…different set up. Lol. Don’t judge me.
Posted up for 4 days.
The beauty of this place simply just cannot be captured by photo. These hills and homes change colors with the hours of light in the day & the illumination of lights at night. There are no words.
My favorite dinner view. Ristorante Caffe Positano.