Amalfi Coast

Waking up to the bright colors of each home overlooking the water and feeling like I was in Greece, that's how I felt this past weekend. The Amalfi Coast was not only one of the most beautiful places I have ever been, but the town Atrani was probably the cutest most quaint areas in it. We had the pleasure of staying in A Scalinatella hostel that is owned by two bothers. Not only did they accommodate our late arrival, they gave us our own room and packed our breakfast for us when we were leaving early Sunday morning. We could not have been happier, and I totally recommend this hostel to anyone. The town of Atrani is only a 15 minute walk along the winding road to Amalfi. Although the bus schedule was a little harder to understand, the view once on is one that I will never forget. Amalfi and all of its tiny towns is probably favorite place in Italy, apart from my beloved Florence. I felt relaxed and refreshed when the sun hit my skin. I never wanted to leave, if I could have stayed I would take any little job and sleep on the beach just to keep my feet on those bright white steps. All I will be dreaming about for the next couple years is that salty breeze. Until next time Atrani, ciao!

Castiglioncello

At this moment, or while I am writing this, I am sitting on one of the rocky beaches on the west coast of Italy. While sitting in the bright sun, this wave of relaxation and content washed over me. I love when this feeling invades my pores, I am just reminded how blessed I am. This past year has been a tough one, emotionally and mentally. I have been trying to find myself as well as find my artistic voice. But it is times like this that I remember that my best is ok, it's good enough. Sometimes I just need to remind myself that I can only be myself and that is all I need to do. And today I feel content, I feel comfortable in my own skin. And I am happy.

Munich: Oktoberfest

This past weekend we traveled up to Munich to experience the infamous Oktoberfest. Man was it one for the books. We stayed with a company, Stoke Travel, that had an all inclusive campsite. After endless searches for hostels in our price range, and with this being one of the Oktoberfest weekends, this was the cheapest hostel we could find. It turned out to be the perfect place to stay. Although it rained all weekend, we still had the time of our lives traveling from the campsite to the beer halls. Oktoberfest was different then what I expected, I was under the impression that it would be about 10 large beer halls that people would move about, but it was more like a fair with rides and food stands outside of the tents. It was quite easy to find a spot when there was just the two of us, we were able to fit right on the edge of the table. But if you are going wth a large group, I would suggest going around 10 in the morning to find a table. That weekend was one to remember, and I am so happy that I was able to experience the joyous memories connected with Munich. Until next time Oktoberfest.