A trip in Italy

So you say you want to go to Italy, well if you do you must ask yourself what you want. Do you want to see what everyone else does or do you want to be immersed in the culture, the drama, and the scenes of Italy? Do you want to taste it and smell it as if you were born there? Do you want to dream you were the emperor Tiberius on the Isle of Capri or do you want to live in a dream world of Umbrella Cypress Trees so comfortable you can pretend you were in your Mothers arms?

Do you want to believe that you can see Rome in 3 days or do you want to be immersed in an Italy you have never known before? A trip full of fun, experience, and life you have never seen. I am not talking about the typical tourista experience. If you are interested in that you don’t want what I am describing.

Do you want to unwind better than a clock or relax so much that you may never want to return to the life you know? Do you want to experience the smells, the tastes, the sights and sounds of a country so full of life that you can’t remember what your nationality is? Well I am going to describe Italy in 3 days. Three days of life and fun with family and friends you can’t describe. Fish and antipasto so fresh you would want to think you caught it yourself. And maybe you did if you want. Opera Italino or maybe a Cappuccino for two in the square if you choose. If that kind of experience does not work for you then you can sit on the front row to watch Napoli play Milano in the futbol match of your dreams. Duke vs. Carolina does not match sixty thousand plus fans screaming Goal, Goal, Goal.

Can you say pizza? Well this is where it began with the Empress Margarita in 1780. It is a Rosa, a Verde and a Blanco you can’t describe because you are so lost in Papa John’s take out that it doesn’t count. So we talked of food, song and sport of sort. Can you say history Italino? Yes you saw it in a book but it cannot be described in real life. Michelangelo, Bocelli, and da Vinci you learned in a book comes to life here. The colors cannot be described with words. You can pretend you understood the eruption of Vesuvius but until you stand on the streets of Herculaneum or Pompeii you will never know if you were reincarnated from the Roman spirit.

Well I am but a man but one who has traveled the globe. I would say Carmine and the Amalfi coast can’t be beat. Whether it is with your family or the love of your life to experience it does not matter. Italy Carmine’s way is the only way.