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		<title>The Cinque Terre: A Journey to the End of Dreams.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Oct 2024 13:40:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Who hasn&#8217;t dreamed of strolling through colorful villages perched on steep cliffs, left breathless by the beauty of the landscape? The Cinque Terre is a bit like that. A concentrated dose of magic where untamed nature meets millennia of history. I have to say that after a nearly 11-hour trip, we were exhausted, but we still managed to make our way to Riomaggiore. Unfortunately, we were turned away by a police officer because the town was already packed with cars. We headed to our lodging,the Antiche Terre Hotel. We relaxed; some of us took a nap. Early in the evening, we took a stroll around Levanto to walk along the beach before heading to Caf&#233; del Mar on the square for dinner. The next day, we decide to check out the trains that run through the Cinque Terre from La Spezia. The train ticket costs &#8364;18.20 per person for the day. Manarola and Riomaggiore: the twins Manarola and Riomaggiore are often considered the &#8220;twins&#8221; of the Cinque Terre. These two closely linked villages are distinguished by their colorful houses and narrow alleys. Hidden treasures await around every corner. We start with Riomaggiore, the gateway to the Cinque Terre, and take a stroll along the cliffside path lined with stairs and railings. Nestled in a small valley, this gem of Liguria is renowned for its authentic charm and vibrant colors. We take the train back to Manarola and spend a little time there&#8212;just long enough for a drink&#8212;then hop back on the train to head to Monterosso al Mare and enjoy the beach. Monterosso al Mare, the largest of the five villages It&#8217;s often considered the queen of the Cinque Terre. Located at the western end of the national park, it offers a blend of historic charm, sunny beaches, and a lively atmosphere. Vernazza: the postcard view Vernazza is the postcard image that comes to mind when we think of the Cinque Terre. Its small harbor, surrounded by colorful houses, is truly enchanting. We wander aimlessly, soaking up the peaceful atmosphere of the place and, above all, the beautiful sunset unfolding before us. The sun reflects off the facades of the houses, bathing everything in a golden glow. We stop for dinner, and after the sun has set, we take the train back home. The Cinque Terre&#8212;and indeed all of Italy&#8212;are so much more than just a tourist destination. It&#8217;s a journey to the heart of oneself, an experience that leaves lasting memories. I hope this story has inspired you to discover these little corners of paradise. It&#8217;s a destination that blends breathtaking landscapes, from the Dolomites to the beaches of Polignano. A treasure trove of history, art, and architecture spanning millennia. A cuisine rich in flavor and fine wines. We embraced la dolce vita at times&#8212;strolling through the streets for no reason, stopping for a coffee or a glass of prosecco. Photos Well, this is where our Italian road trip comes to an end. The return trip will take us through Switzerland and its famous tunnel&#8212;a journey that will take us nearly 13 hours, but with memories etched in our minds for a lifetime.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Puglia, the &#034;heel&#034; of Italy</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jul 2024 14:57:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[After a night of heavy drinking at the resort where we&#8217;re staying, followed by a somewhat rough wake-up, we set off to explore Puglia&#8212;specifically, Polignano. History of the Town The town is breathtakingly beautiful, perched on a cliff dotted with caves and steeped in history along the Adriatic coast of Puglia. Its ancient origins date back to the time of Ancient Greece. However, evidence shows that the area has been inhabited since the last ice age, more than 10,000 years ago, and there are remains of villages dating back to the Bronze Age as well. Annexed to the Republic in 270 BC, it enjoyed a period of prosperity that came to an end with the fall of Rome. It was later incorporated into the Eastern Roman Empire, fell into decline, and was subsequently dominated during various conquests. The arrival of the Normans ushered in a new period of economic growth and prosperity that made up for centuries of war. After coming under Venetian rule for a brief period in its history, it passed into the hands of Naples, among others. Today, it is popular for its unique character and vibrant social scene. There are many luxury boutiques there. We stroll around for what feels like hours, coming across the city&#8217;s famous viewpoint overlooking Polignano&#8217;s most famous beach. Finally, around a corner, we find a bar where we can relax away from the crowds. The sun passes its zenith, and we head down to Polignano a Mare&#8217;s most famous beach. This beach is nestled between two cliffs: Lama Monachile. Since Polignano is built on cliffs, there are few beaches. In fact, even though we call them beaches, they&#8217;re still very rocky. The crowds gather there, and we&#8217;re forced to rent lounge chairs to enjoy the beach a little. It costs nearly 15 or even 20 &#8364; per person for a beach chair and umbrella. The extra costs from renting beach chairs and parking are adding up. It&#8217;s a very hot day; our phones are overheating, and so are we. The water stays cool despite everything, and swimming does us good. When the sun starts to set, we head back to our lodging. The next day, we head to Torro d&#8217;El Orso, known for its clear waters and beaches, including Lido l&#8217;Orsetta. We spend a lovely part of the day there enjoying the sea and relaxing. On our way back, we pass near the Grotta della Poesia and take the time to stroll around it. As for the Grotta della Poetra, we could only see the outside, given how late it was. It&#8217;s one of the most beautiful natural &#8220;pools&#8221; in Salento. The site is magnificent, with pristine white limestone and a large pool of water right in the middle&#8212;one we could jump into at other times of the day, if the sea were calmer. There are symbols in the caves that lead to the sea, like graffiti from another era. Tunnels lead to the other side of the rock. The view of the town is simply incredible. This site is part of the larger archaeological site of La Roca. La Roca Site Nearby are the ruins of the castle walls, the watchtower built in the 16th century, and the sacred site dedicated to Our Lady of Roca. The second cave is the most significant, located a few kilometers from the main one. Both caves have tunnels that provide direct access to the sea, either by swimming or by boat. The Little Cave is of considerable archaeological importance due to the Messapian (as well as Latin and Greek) inscriptions that were rediscovered there by archaeologists. In contrast, the more famous Grotta della Poesia is particularly charming for its elliptical shape and larger size, which gives everyone the chance to enjoy a wonderful swim after taking a massive 5-meter plunge. We spend the rest of the evening in Lecce, just a few kilometers away. Lecce, the elegant city The sun was setting just as we arrived. But that didn&#8217;t stop us from noticing the brilliance of the limestone on the buildings in the historic pedestrian-only center. Renowned for its artistic heritage and considered one of the capitals of Baroque architecture, thanks to the originality and richness of the architectural style that developed there from the late 16the&#160;century, thanks to the exceptional malleability of the local limestone, known as &#8220;Lecce stone.&#8221; There is even talk of a &#8220;Lecce Baroque,&#8221; which possesses its own distinctive characteristics and architectural vocabulary. We stop at a lounge bar. We have dinner at Miro Coffee, Bistrot &#38;amp; Lounge Bar in the center of Lecce. An excellent restaurant with welcoming staff&#8212;we thoroughly enjoyed our meals. Exhausted, we head back fairly early. Ostuni and its &#8220;White City&#8221; Located in the province of Brindisi, it is perched on three hills. Inhabited since the Stone Age, Ostuni developed in the 7th century B.C. with the arrival of the Messapians. The Greeks later took control of the city during the wars and left their indelible mark. Like most towns in southern Italy, Ostuni saw the Saracens, Byzantines, Normans, Aragonese, and Spaniards pass through; like the Greeks, they all left their mark. The appearance of white facades in Ostuni dates back to the time of the 17th-century plague. Local authorities decided to whitewash the entire town with lime to illuminate every nook and cranny in an effort to track down lepers. I have to admit, that&#8217;s a bit of a grim story! After buying some olive oil and honey, we headed to Spiaggia di Pilone, a beach near the city&#8217;s regional nature park&#8212;it&#8217;s quite spacious and less crowded than any of the other beaches we&#8217;d visited previously. We stayed there for a few hours to relax before ending the day in Monopoli for a bite to eat. It&#8217;s our last day in Puglia&#8212;we&#8217;re heading to the Cinque Terre for a nearly 700-km overnight drive. See you soon, friends, Ninve, A few photos of Puglia to feast your eyes on!]]></description>
		
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		<title>Alberobello and its trulli in Puglia</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2024 13:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We hit the road early this morning to head down to Puglia, With another ten hours or so under our belts, we realize we&#8217;ve bitten off more than we can chew with our travels; fatigue is building up and really setting in. After this long drive, we arrive in Alberobello and its famous village of trulli&#8212;tiny white houses with pointed roofs. The trulli are dry-stone dwellings, typical examples of mortar-free construction&#8212;an ancient technique dating back to prehistoric times. The dwellings, topped by their conical roofs, are built with limestone pebbles gathered from the surrounding fields. The town center is home to about a thousand trulli. The main street is a shopping street lined with numerous souvenir shops. I find this a shame because the village seems to offer nothing but the same items over and over. I would have preferred to see accommodations available to both tourists and villagers. The origins of the trulli are believed to date back to the 15th century. From what I&#8217;ve read on the subject, historians are divided on the reasons that led the local inhabitants to adopt this building style, as well as on the mysterious symbols adorning the roofs.&#160; Alberobello and its trulli have been designated a National Monument of Italy since 1930 and are part of UNESCO&#8217;s World Heritage Sites. A Bit of History Toward the end of the 15th century, humble peasants were granted permission to develop and cultivate the fertile lands of what would become Alberobello. For shelter, these poor souls could build only with tree trunks, branches, and mud. But these structures offered little protection against the harsh winter weather. Fed up, it was not until the mid-16th century that they were finally granted permission to build permanent structures&#8212;on the condition that they use no lime and that the construction be dry-stacked. The local lord argued that if the peasants were unable to pay their taxes and/or debts, their homes would be demolished&#8212;a task made all the easier since the stones were simply stacked one on top of the other. The trulli were born. The name derives from the Latin *turris* and the Greek *torulos* or *trulla*. This name is reminiscent of the towers of ancient castles. (source: Wikipedia) Completely exhausted but still unable to check into our lodging, we decided to wander around the area, even if it meant grabbing a drink nearby. But fatigue was setting in more and more. The crowds in the village&#8217;s narrow streets made us lose our patience at times. In the end, time flew by as we took photos and enjoyed a long stroll through the village. Around 4:00 p.m., we headed back to our lodging, a complex with a pool,Casa Camelia, AgriFamily Village. We settled in, and the owner told us there would be a small party. We went grocery shopping for dinner and spent the rest of the evening there. It was a night with plenty of drinks. Tomorrow, we&#8217;re heading to Polignano a Mare, near Bari. Good night, friends, Ninve A few more photos of the village:]]></description>
		
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		<title>Pompeii, the City Frozen in Time</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2024 16:34:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[One of my dreams is finally coming true! Ever since I was a child, I&#8217;ve dreamed of seeing Pompeii! As you already know, I&#8217;m crazy about volcanoes; I find this work of nature to be the most incredible and ferocious of all. It&#8217;s as if Mother Nature had poured all her fury into this one. Okay, I admit it&#8217;s not the only one&#8212;we can all agree on that&#8212;but still. The god Apu lives only through volcanoes. We headed to Naples&#8212;a good hour&#8217;s drive and a few traffic jams&#8212;to reach the entrance to the archaeological site of Pompeii. We&#8217;d planned ahead and booked our tickets to the site for &#8364;25 per person. Parking also costs extra but is paid on-site. We exchanged our confirmation for our admission tickets, and it&#8217;s a good thing we planned ahead since there&#8217;s a massive line to buy tickets&#8212;which I find pretty stressful. Under the blazing sun, we entered the site, and it was clear that there was little to no shade to protect us from the scorching sun. In various mythologies around the world&#8212;and certainly in most of the countries I&#8217;ve visited&#8212;stories about volcanoes are cruel and brutal. There&#8217;s also symbolic significance across different cultures. In Japan, for example, there&#8217;s a connection to the lotus flower in Buddhism. Between mythology and cultural symbolism, volcanoes play a vital role in life on Earth. It is indeed thanks to them and the greenhouse effect they create that ocean water remains in a liquid state. They are both destroyers and sustainers of life on Earth. It&#8217;s this balance that impresses me! You can see how Mount Vesuvius towers over Pompeii in the photo above. Pompeii was a small village located at the foot of a large mountain. No one at that time could have imagined that Vesuvius was a volcano simply because it had been dormant for a millennium. The mountain&#8217;s slopes were ideal for agriculture. The soil was rich in nutrients&#8212;and for good reason! In addition to its thriving agriculture, Pompeii served as a vacation destination for Roman senators after it was annexed by Rome. Painting by the artist Karl Brioullov, 1830&#8211;1833. In October 79, Pliny the Younger&#8212;who witnessed the event from the island across the way&#8212;tells us: &#8220;The cloud shot up into the air; from such a great distance, it was impossible to tell from which mountain it was emerging. It had been preceded by several days of earthquakes, taking the shape of an elongated trunk before unfurling like a branch.&#8221;It wasn&#8217;t long before the sky darkened, obscured by volcanic material and ash spewing from the volcano. &#8220;The sea seemed to be turning in on itself&#8230; ,&#8221; &#8220;a black and horrible cloud, pierced by flames that shot up in serpentine patterns,&#8221; &#8220;I turn my head and see behind us a thick plume of smoke following us, spreading across the land like a torrent &#8230;.&#8221; I wander through this city, discovering its labyrinthine streets and its sometimes flamboyant colors. I imagine what it might have been like in days gone by. The world went about its business, as if I were part of that universe. Every time my eyes fell on the volcano, I saw the flames and lava pouring down onto this world that was once full of life. The faces of the inhabitants contorted with fear and the suffocating heat of this mountain spewing the poison that would soon engulf them. At times, through the eyes of a tourist, I was in awe. At other times, my vivid imagination and the books I&#8217;ve read filled me with dread. What could I have done in that situation? Where could I have gone to protect myself? The tour ended with two mummies frozen in time by lava. We left the site to cool off for a while on the covered terrace of a bar, and honestly, after that heat wave, the mist on the terrace felt absolutely wonderful. We headed toward Maiori to relax on the beach and cool off after the heat wave we&#8217;d just endured. Maiori is located in the Campania region. It&#8217;s yet another of the few places where we find beautiful stretches of beach. Another beautiful day that ends on a wonderful note. Yours truly, Ninve A few more photos of this magnificent archaeological site:]]></description>
		
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		<title>Let&#x27;s head to the jewel of Italy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2024 15:17:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[After walking in temperatures of around fifteen degrees with the mountains on the horizon, the warmth and the salty sea air do us a world of good. We’ve found another way to recharge. Despite the crowds, we still manage to find some quiet spots.]]></description>
		
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		<title>Lake Braies, the majestic</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2023 11:07:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The trail around the lake is nearly 4 km long, with ascents and descents; the lake is located at an elevation of 1,496 m. It is one of the deepest lakes in the region. In fact, this lake is surrounded on three sides by Dolomite peaks, including the Croda del Becco.]]></description>
		
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2023 14:27:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The road leading to Cortina d&#38;#x27;Ampezzo is no walk in the park! Once again, we&#8217;re surprised that a 45-kilometer drive takes us more than two hours on these winding roads. At first, the sun was still out, lighting up the road, the mountains, and the beautiful scenery we were passing through. But it quickly disappeared behind the mountains before setting for the day. So we found ourselves winding our way through the landscape for what felt like hours on end. We arrived at the Passo Tre Croci Cortina B&#38;amp;B around 10 p.m., exhausted and worn out from the drive. After unloading the car and discussing the next day&#8217;s hike, we collapsed onto the bed! Lago di Sorapis We realized that the trailhead was just a few meters from the hotel! That&#8217;ll be a nice change! On paper, the hike is only 10 km; the weather was relatively pleasant&#8212;nice without being hot&#8212;so perfect for a walk. We start off on easy, flat terrain between two small meadows. This doesn&#8217;t last long, though, as we&#8217;re already heading deeper into the forest, where the terrain becomes increasingly rocky and the elevation gain begins to rise gently. Until the trail starts to climb steeply. It climbs on and on, and only then do we realize just how challenging it is. The altitude is already impressive even before we reach the mountain&#8217;s peak. Located 12 km from Cortina d&#8217;Ampezzo, the lake sits at an elevation of 1,925 meters. It gets its turquoise color from the dust of the surrounding glacier. The lake is accessible only on foot or by helicopter. At times, we even have to climb using our hands&#8212;slips could be deadly! People pass us by; it seems like they&#8217;re in a hurry! They have no connection to nature. It feels more like they&#8217;re racing to catch their bus, especially since they&#8217;re talking so loudly that it&#8217;s assaulting my ears. All three of us felt the same way. That&#8217;s how oppressed we feel by these hikers. When we finally reached the lake, our mood shifted thanks to its beauty; it was cold there, but after that long climb, it didn&#8217;t bother us. We&#8217;d brought some food with us. We settled down a little further away, on a flat spot, to have lunch. We continued on our way and walked around the lake, but the weather changed&#8212;the wind picked up and it grew colder and colder. We were worried about rain because some parts of the trail during our ascent had been dangerous and already slippery, even without being wet! No sooner had we finished our walk around the lake than we heard claps of thunder; the earth rumbled, and we found ourselves in a light rain&#8212;for now. Our steps grow faster and faster; we&#8217;re hurrying. But the faster we walk, the harder the rain comes down. The terrain is becoming increasingly difficult to navigate&#8212;slippery and extremely dangerous, as there&#8217;s almost no footing, and the smooth rock turns into an ice rink. At times, we&#8217;re on the verge of falling from an altitude of 2,000 meters. Finally, finally, after descending some stairs, the forest is there to shield us from the wind and rain, but the rain persists all the way to the edge of the woods. We&#8217;ve finally made it, happy to be unharmed and to have done it. A nice hot shower and a little rum await us because we&#8217;re freezing!]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Road Trip in Italy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2023 20:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We are at the lake, at an elevation of 1,534 meters; the lake is 300 meters long and 22 meters deep in some places. The lake’s name comes from the Caricaceae, a family of plants with broad, lobed leaves. It is fed by melting ice through underground springs.]]></description>
		
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