Reminiscing

I've started reading a new book today and it's been taking me on a nostalgic trip from this summer. I'm reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert recommended and given to me by a friend. It's written in three parts, like Gilberts year of travel was. The first section is her four months in Italy living in Rome and traveling around learning Italian, eating amazing amounts of fabulous food and meeting new friends. So many of the places, foods, phrases, customs, artists, museums, etc etc etc she mentions are so familiar to me from just the two weeks I spent in Northern Italy and I didn't even make it down as far south as Rome (which really isn't that far south at all).

It all makes me want to start planning my next trip so I can do everything and see all the things I wanted to see but wasn't able to. Of course I'd do this knowing full well that all it would do is open up new doors to places I want to go, things I want to do and foods I want to eat. There are so many places to go see too that it seems I should be going somewhere new before I start repeating myself in my ramblings.

For now though I will have to satisfy myself by finding the most authentic pizzeria I can, opening a bottle of Chianti (I never knew how much I liked Chianti until I spent 5 days in Florence), and sampling the gelatto at one of the very few places in Madison that serve it.