I would love to put all the good experiences down but as I try to do so they all sound as if copied from some cheep holiday postcard - great food, beautiful scenery, good weather... But I still must praise and give my dues to their coffee which made me excited and smiley with every single cup that I drank. The blend of mountains and valleys are now and forever imprinted in my memories with the unbelievable feeling of freedom as well as self peace. Red, white, sparkling, fruity, pale, dry wine cleansed my soul from life dirt to make me feel all new and ready to believe again. There is so much more unspoken inside me that will only be seen on my face when someone will mention the word Italy to me.
Vivo Italiano! I need to cry out, run and hug all the Italianos. They have returned my last belief in people. It has been a long time since I have seen such friendly, chatty, helpful and happy people. It is them who made me fall in love with their country. People have created the culture and friendliness, the so adored art and sacred churches, the never dying fashionable aesthetics. I now lust to live with them, eat with them, be around them, love them and hope to be loved back by them.
Grazi! I leave my heart in Italy with a dream to come back in an unforeseeable future to take it back.
Ciao,
Tina Teaspoon
