The Sunday Traveler is looking back at travel memories of a trip taken to Northern Italy in 2002. Photos that have been sitting in an album on a shelf of my bookcase since then, are finally being transferred to my online albums.
The Sunday Traveler mentioned in last Sunday’s post that my early morning ritual began a few days in to the stay in Montecatini Terme; I would wake a little early to have time to walk in to the little town for a coffee and pastry before heading out with the group for the day’s tour. It was the perfect way to start the day for me.
An early morning to enjoy the community vibe, and sights around the main area of town.
A few early morning walkers. The cafe I frequented, Caffe Biondi, was all local business men at the bar for an espresso and morning chatter about the news. I would gather up my courage and sidle up to the bar to order my espresso and pastry, all the time listening and trying to pick up on words I could understand amongst the conversations going on around me.
Mornings cleared to sunny days as I walked back to the hotel, fueled up for the day on that espresso, and everything looked extra bright and beautiful; and a new friend was watching for me at the hotel
Ciao, until next week.
I want to go Italy but not now
I can understand. We have to wait and be safe.