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The Truth about Living in a Holiday Destination
Undiscovered Rome
I’ve have always loved Italy. I still love Italy. I used to say ‘Italy is my lover and London is my husband’. When I could I would get on a flight to any Italian city. I would spend my weekends in an Italian wonderful towns. I even moved to Rome planning to live there for a year. However, the reality hit me and everything changed.
When I first fell in love with Italy was when I first ever had a holiday abroad all by myself. What a sweet memory that is! Florence and Tuscany countryside stole my heart. I loved the art around in architecture, in how people spoke and drank coffee. Their hospitality was something out of this world. I had a pleasure of staying at an Italian home with a friend of mine from a language school.
Her parents were architects. Their flat was on the top floor right in front of Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore and the square. To wake up in Florence with the view that takes your breath way was magical. It’s not a surprise I fell in love with Italy. I feel in love with the countryside views where perfection had another dimension. I fell in love with the language, the food and the honesty of people.
