I’ve been recently thinking about a May 2002 trip to Italy. It was my first European visit after 9/11, and my first EVER trip to Italy. I wonder, when we all begin to travel again, will we be able to create similar sweet [post-pandemic] travel memories? I truly hope so.
My husband and I explored Florence, Chianti, Cinque Terre, and the Italian Riviera. We rented a car. Christian loved zipping around in the brand new Audi A4. We discovered Tuscan hilltop hamlets, got lost (a lot!) and enjoyed deserted stretches of beach. I’ll always treasure the perfect day in picturesque Dolceacqua (Sweet Water), a medieval fortified village.
Moneglia is a Ligurian coastal resort town just about mid-way between Genoa and Pisa. See that faux castle on the hill in the photo? That was our pad for a few days. Moneglia is a short train hop to Cinque Terre, Santa Margherita Ligure, and Portofino. (This was a time when Cinque Terre wasn’t “cool”). We saw very few Americans during our entire trip. In Mongelia especially, the Italians were so happy to see us, “We’re glad you’re here!”. The proprietor in a small promenade café exclaimed as he hugged us, “You’re the first Americans I’ve seen since that sad day in September!” For the next two nights, we ate dinner at his restaurant.