Boxes are everywhere. Sheets are taped up over the windows. Light bulbs are hanging out of the ceiling. We often have trouble finding things that are still packed away. It looks like we just moved in a couple days ago, but it’s actually been three weeks. And it’s driving me nuts.
Siena is one of the most popular cities in Tuscany, so it was an obvious choice for a visit while we were staying in Pisa. We could’ve gone as a day trip, but by that point we were really getting sick of our uncomfortable bed and we needed a break. So we decided to splurge a little and stay overnight, and it was totally worth it.
Food plays a big part in many of my memories, and I bet it does for you too. Most holidays have a big food component. Many of us reach for our favorite junk food when we’re feeling down. We break open a beer or mix up a cocktail to celebrate good times or dull the pain of bad times. Trying new and exotic food is a big part of traveling, too. But what happens when you take all that away? What happens when so many of the foods you once enjoyed, or even just the simple meals you usually prepare every week, are off the table?
I like to have things planned out, to know what’s coming up next. But as we all know, plans don’t always stick. Things change, life takes a different path than we expected, and we have to figure out the next step. I think Andy and I have been itching for a change for a long time now, and as many times as we tried to make plans for the upcoming months, nothing really stuck. Well, we’ve finally put ink to paper, and changes are coming.
I really wanted this to work out. It’s not you, it’s me. I love the idea of you more than the reality. I need my own space. I need to focus on me right now. There are plenty of other people out there who want to work and travel at the same time. I’m just not right for you.
Traveling around the world for a year (or more) sounds like a wonderful adventure to many people. It’s a life changing experience, but it’s not one long vacation. Andy and I deal with a lot of details when we prepare to take our long trips. Things can get overwhelming if your plans include a career break, a gap year, travel in retirement or living on the road as a digital nomad. What if you could learn all the steps involved with planning and executing a major trip like this from experts who have gone through it all? Luckily you can – with Travel School!
To be honest, I had never even heard of Lucca until a few months before our trip to Italy. But as soon as Andy told me the city still had its medieval walls, I was excited to see it. We made it our first side trip during our month-long stay in Pisa, and luckily it was a sunny day. We loved Lucca so much, and I think it should be higher on people’s list of places to see in Tuscany.
Sometimes I feel like I’m joining a cult. It started before our trip to Morocco, but Morocco was the tipping point.
When I was 18, I was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis. It’s an autoimmune digestive disease that affects my colon. It’s not fun, but I take my pills every day, and aside from a few bumps in the road, I’ve lived the past 16 years pretty much like anyone else. I’ve heard horror stories of what can happen to people with this disease, but I’ve been lucky, mostly healthy, and I went along thinking I’d be fine as long as I kept taking my medicine.
Andy and I really enjoyed our week in Minori on the Amalfi Coast in 2013. It was a gorgeous place to be and we didn’t do much besides relax and gaze at the water. I almost didn’t want to leave at the end of the week. This time around, we picked Maiori, the next town over, because it’s a little bigger and we wanted to make sure things were still open in October. Surprisingly, the bus from Salerno was packed even that late in the season. We just barely made it onto the bus, with Andy at the back and my parents and I in the front practically on the driver’s lap.
Before our most recent trip to Italy, I had never been farther south than the Amalfi Coast. But my mom wanted to see where her grandparents lived in Reggio di Calabria, which is the toe of the boot, so I decided we should go see some of Sicily since we were going to be that far south. After hearing such wonderful things about Syracuse (Siracusa in Italian) I found us an apartment for five nights on the island of Ortigia, and this turned out to be my favorite destination of the trip.