Nominated for this lovely prompt yonks ago (so long ago that I’ve forgotten who it was thank you and I love you forever whatsyername) it really had me thinking. In my pursuit of visiting as many countries and exploring as many experiences as possible, we don’t often think about returning to somewhere we’ve visited before.
I don’t know that we’ll ever be able to summer in the same town, same villa, same pub every year as many people do, but I can kinda see the charm of knowing the community and where to buy milk.
To my antipodean viewpoint Italy is a sun drenched vineyards, ruins as
far as the eye can see and thin crust Pizza cooked with few gourmet
ingredients bursting with flavour. (But don’t be tricked into agreeing with your hubby to only see the Protestant churches – it’s a scam to spend more time appreciating Italian wine). Florence stole my heart many, many moons ago, Venice has my soul, Rome my thirst and hunger, Tivoli my artisticly history drenched imagination.
Always and forever. My homeland is a drug that will always be a part of my life. The trouble is, I’ve never really appreciated the rolling landscape for the incredible beauty that it is. We intend to rectify that with a road trip along the South Island Alps in the near future, and a cheeky trip home visiting family this Christmas. Yay!!!!!!!
Mysterious and cheeky, Praha is exotic, off the beaten track (in my mind anyway), full of
humour, great architecture, a different language, a vein of adventures,
interesting food and above all great beer. I was heavily influenced
whilst working with a lovely Czech friend who told me all about the rich
culture and beer gardens to relax in after a day of hardcore tourist
I can’t pick a favourite. Just can’t. For us, Japan was a country of two halves (oh, and they’re getting pretty good at rugby) the old, beautiful traditions and a new modern world adapting itself to the future. It’s all the more amazing for how easily they seem to meld the two. Sunshine glinting from the summit of Mt Fuji, Tokyo, Kyoto, Nara, Hiroshima. All beautiful and fascinating.
200 miles into the Arctic circle, Tromso in the north of Norway was
breathtaking from the moment we took off from Oslo to touching down
again 4 days later.
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