One thing that I’ve always wanted to do is visit Venice. So when my friend in Camposampiero, a tiny town half an hour from the city of my dreams, invited me to come down for a weekend, there was no way I was going to turn that down.
I arrived in Campsampiero in good time, and Sophia picked me up and whisked me away to grab coffee and pastries. (Has anyone read Relish by Lucy Knisley? One thing I absolutely HAD to eat in Italy was a croissant filled with orange marmalade, something she described with such…er…relish? Anyway, by chance, that was exactly what I ordered!)
That was the general theme of the meals in Italy—too amazing not to enjoy utterly and completely. On the first afternoon, Sophia and I made our way to Citadella, a beautiful city with ancient walls that you can walk along.
After that, it was time for some exercises in language immersion…I succeeded in ordering my own drink in a bar, and fell in love with peach juice, something which I’m pretty sure exists only in Italy. I didn’t take any photos of it, but it was succulent and smooth as silk. This is the kind of juice you can live off of. I mean, I would come back here just to drink this stuff again.
We also visited Sophia’s friends, who spoke mostly Italian and little English. One guy spoke German, and while he wasn’t in the mood to do German with me just then, he was very impressed with my pronunciation of the 2-3 words I knew of Italian!
What a great first day!!