Facebook only allows you to put 200 photos in an album, so I had to narrow it down from 1400. It was not easy. I figure, as long as I’m working on being brief, I’ll just tell you about my last two weeks in bullet points and photos. Here goes!
- Hello, Molton Brown duty-free on my layover in London!
- Prosecco and pasta near Piazza di Spagna with Sofia and Jen
- Fast train to Florence, where we rent the last available automatic car in Italy
- Drive to Prada outlet in Montevarchi, buy myself a Miu Miu wallet
- Drive through Chianti region
- Arrive at La Lucciolaia, our farmhouse; chill out at the pool
- Wake up to a gorgeous morning and breakfast on patio!
- Drive to San Gimignano, drink the Vernaccia, eat pappardelle with the local wild boar
- Drive to Siena, eat everything, drive home
- Another barefoot breakfast
- Walk through the vineyards for a little exercise
- Drive to Greve in Chianti, eat lasagne
- Drive to Panzano, pick up some cold cuts from Italy’s best butcher
- Talk to sweet old men and eat gelato
- Drive to Castellina in Chianti, walk into a photo shop, meet the photographer and owner, Andrea Rontini, whose photos appear on tons of Italian postcards. He tells us where to drive to get amazing photos in Val D’Orcia (Orcia Valley)
- Drive home, picnic, and get drunk in our backyard
- Holy amazing views in Val D’Orcia!
- Drive to Pienza for the pecorino cheese
- Drive to Montepulciano for the Nobile wine
- Drive to Volterra for pizza
- Jen leaves from Florence; I take 1 train and 2 buses to Montalcino
- Pick up my room key from the dude in the wine shop across the street
- More pappardelle and wild boar. Plus Brunello di Montalcino
- More wine at the famous Caffe Fraschetteria, plus complimentary chardonnay, mojitos, etc. (Makin’ friends…)
- A bike tour guide walks me home
- The waiter Stefano follows us and retrieves me for a night walk
- Shopping, sightseeing
- 1 bus and 2 trains to Rome via Buonconvento and Grosseto
- Missing that rental car
- Bridal shower!
- Meet up with my friend Nicole
- Amazing rehearsal dinner with the out-of-towners in our own piazza, dwarfed by a giant church and way too much food
- Drinks elsewhere
- I give a speech in half-Italian (I think)
- Nicole orders 15 cuba libres for the group and buys 35 roses and a Frisbee launcher thing
- Barefoot, we play pop fly with the Frisbee in Piazza Navona. Ridiculous fun. Rome was empty-ish and beautiful at 1 a.m.
- Walk home, tapping into my inner New Yorker!
- We lounge, uninvited, at a luxury hotel’s rooftop pool
- Dinner in Trastavere neighborhood
- Meet our new friends Maurizio, Marco, Roberto, et. al. in front of Ponte Sisto (bridge).
- I taste my first negroni and learn a lot of bad words on the oldest Roman road
- Marco drives us home in his Audi; Mr. Toad’s wild ride
- Wedding day!
- Entire ceremony is in Italian, except when Nicole croaks, “From the book of Proverbs…”
- All is unbelievably beautiful. Church is 1600 years old. Sofia is stunning.
- Afterwards: Prosecco at Hotel Russie in Piazza del Popolo
- I hike up the hill to Villa Borghese in my YSL stilettos!
- Best mozzarella ever (and champagne and antipasti) at Casina Valadier
- To-die-for risotto, pasta, fish, etc. etc.
- Dancing and negroni
- We walk home with the bride and groom!
- Giulio, Nicole, and I mix negroni at a random deli. We also eat pizza and croissants. Oops.
- Giulio wears the garter on his head; Nicole and I don ribbons (I can’t show you these photos…someone would get fired).
- Hang out with Sofia, Alessandro, et. al. in their pimp apartment
- Dinner at Old Bear
- Tour of a friend’s pimp bell tower apartment overlooking Piazza Navona
- Nicole gets electrocuted but I can’t warn her sufficiently when I see her getting near the wire—I have to whisper-scream because the priest fines you 1,000 euros for any noise.
- Che casino, che bordello!
Best vacation ever. I wanna go again!