I didn’t want to leave. Haley and I dragged ourselves to the train station Tuesday morning, wanting to soak up every glorious Italian minute before we departed for Ireland. The weather mimicked our mood, and the sky opened up and thoroughly drenched the Roman landscape on our bus ride to the airport.
I can’t exactly explain why I fell in love with Italy, but here is an attempt. The three reasons I loved Italy:
3. The People
2. The Food
1. The People
You have to go. Skip Venice—as it is hooky in comparison. See Florence, see Naples, see Pompeii, see Capri, see Rome. They are more than my feeble words can try to explain.
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