I’ve always loved Italy. Somehow, every time I think about that country, my heart starts beating faster and I’m ready to jump into the first plane and go to any of its cities, drink a coffee in some Italian bar and wander through unknown streets. There is something in that language that sounds like a song, in the air, in their chaos, pizzas, pastas and creamy and irresistible desserts. When I think of Italy, everything starts to smell like coffee, the true Italian coffee, incomparable to any other. I always loved coffee, not the black one, but coffee with a lot of milk,…
When in Rome, do as the Romans do, is a proverb I try to follow during all of my trips, and this time I follow it literally. When you come to Rome, don’t just visit the most popular monuments and be a simple part of a mass of tourists who, I honestly believe, are not so interested in history of the monuments, the story behind each and every single one of the buildings, but are just going from a place to place making thousands of photos and not really understanding what they see. Try to use smaller streets, look for not…
