09 Apr POSTCARDS TO HARLEY: NORTHERN ITALY
It’s no wonder why I married an Italian. Italy is my spirit animal.
The food, the wine, the pink houses, the warm people. Italy really gets me.
I’ve already posted about our time in Rome, but this post is about our adventures in Friuli-Venezia Giulia, Montebello and Venice, where we spent the first week of our trip, visiting my husband’s relatives, enjoying the Italian countryside, and taking in all of the colour that Italy has to offer. In summary, we ate a lot, enjoyed a lot of red wine, and took a lot of photos of pink houses along the way.
Where we stayed:
We were lucky enough to stay with Denis’ family in Borgnano when we first arrived in Europe – they run the cutest countryside Bed & Breakfast in a tiny little town in Northern Italy. They are also cheese makers (the best kind of family), and run a cheese shop next door to the B&B. Every morning we were greeted with the most ridiculous spread of cheese, jams, cakes, bread – all home-made – with coffee, fresh juice, and meats. My. Heaven. Their hospitality was part of why our time here was so incredible.
A little house on top of the hills, overlooking the vineyards of Montebello. We stayed here for a few nights after farewelling Denis’ family in Friuli, and spent our afternoons enjoying picnics on the floor, and sipping prosecco whilst watching some incredible sunsets (once we got used to driving up and down the tiny winding roads that lead to the top of the hill).
What we did:
Our first few days with my husband’s family was the perfect welcome to Italy. We were taken on tours of the local region, visiting his parent’s home towns, and indulging in a lot of local food and wine. I also took 8 million photos of Zia Rosalba’s garden, she had the most beautiful hydrangeas.
We ate prosciutto in San Daniele (a must-do). We drove into the hills of Northern Italy to Claut (insert here an official apology to my husband for my multiple ‘scared of driving on tiny mountain roads’ tantrums) and we spent an afternoon wandering around Lago de Barcis, watching the swans and wishing it was a sunny warm day so we could have gone swimming. We strolled through the colourful streets of Cividale del Friuli. And, we spent a day in Venice.
Oh Venice. Those canals. The colours. So dreamy. We wandered through the streets and got lost more than a few times, we ate gelato, we had lunch by the water, and then, we found Burano Island.
Oh Burano. Those canals. The colours. So dreamy. Burano was the most colourful place i’ve ever been. A 30 minute ferry ride away from Venice, it’s definitely worth the trip. I fully intend to retire here. I think I took more photos in Burano in the space of a few hours than any other place we visited throughout the whole trip. And sadly, the photos don’t even do this place justice.
We spent the first week of our trip exactly how you should. Relaxing, exploring, adventuring, and eating.
Italy, my spirit animal, I’m not even close to being done with you yet.
Next stop: Positano and the Amalfi Coast