We’re squeezing in one last part about our trip to Tuscany. Along the edge of Florence lies The Boboli Gardens. It’s 11 acres of peace away from the bustle of the city, lush greenery (my shoes came off immediately), and views like you wouldn’t believe. The size of it left us meandering for hours. The gardens are the backyard to the Palazzo Pitti – the lavish palace in which only the Medici family could justify living.
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The only thing we planned during our trip to Tuscany was a wine tour out in the countryside. This is only because we have priorities.
We met the tour guide in Florence and he drove us a little ways out to the vineyards of Chianti Classico. After two wineries and a lunch in between at a local butcher’s resto, we’re well versed in Sangiovese grapes, Pecorino cheese, and their local specialty meats – they love steak tartar in these parts. We now can school people on how to properly taste wine and are complete snobs when it comes to Tuscan Extra Virgin Olive Oil – hint :: it should taste a bit like grass. No, seriously (I bet Les Miles digs it).
The group was small – of which 6 of the 8 people were from Texas (at least at some point..we now claim Bruxelles). Two of them went to college with J, and one of them graduated his year in accounting with him. It’s a small school and he’s never seen her before, so we’re still baffled at that. The other two were a father-son duo from the UK, all riding along and learning from our French tour guide. Highlight of our trip, and we’ve already got our hearts set on another tour through a different European wine region. If you’re in Florence do yourself a favor and check them out, it’ll be worth it.
Bonjourno Italia, you’ve got it goin’ on! To celebrate our one year anniversary that we’ve been going on and on about, we booked a trip to Tuscany. And this little corner of the world completely stole our hearts (and stomachs). The beautiful narrow streets that open up to gorgeous pops of color. Europe is filled with grand, historic cathedrals and palaces with ornate details and gold trimmings, so much that we’ve become a little numb to it. But, Florence brought it with the Wow Factor. The green and white marble that you just can’t stop looking at. The details even had details. We split our time meandering through the streets and patio-ing – which, I had to describe to my mom as ‘sitting on a patio drinking’ and we’re very good at it, to which we received a shocked, ‘Anne!’ Don’t worry, there was enough ravioli and gelato to soak it up. Mamma Mia!
^ This adorable group of Italian men. Y’all. The cool cat in all black – yes, that’s a black leather hat to go with his black leather jacket and shades – rides up on his fancy two-wheels and throws down that kickstand. His friends all stand around admiring and you know we were thankful to have the best patio spot in that piazza.
Aside from our much needed dose of sun after the Belgian winter, we couldn’t get enough of the pasta, wine and gelato. Delicious. I can’t tell you how fun it was to break out some of the dresses that had been locked up for months. I was maybe a little overeager with the flip-flops..Ouch. It was painful for J to watch, mostly. So many hills. So much walking. But we wouldn’t have traded it for anything. Best vacation of our lives.
On the last night, we sat on a dinner terrace talking about before we were married and how fun the engagement was like his conversation with the first person he told he bought the ring. Oh, and we tried grappa for the first time.. That last photo up there was after the grappa. I know my writing has been
a little way sappy-centric lately, but I had to get it out. I’ll try to keep the sappy to a yearly thing/minimum and get us back on regularly scheduled programming..try. So with that said, the rest of our trip which included an amazing wine tour through Tuscany and a ginormous garden will be making an appearance in the coming days. Arrivederci!