Once I reached I realised that one can enjoy Italy most by just walking and getting lost in the quieter backstreets, and seeing a glimpse of what's of what makes this country such a delight. Small shops, bars, galleries and markets will welcome you. If it's raining or misty, so much the better!
It is as easy to lose yourself in the alleys as it is to find yourself again. A little piazza may suddenly appear through a Byzantine archway, with a fountain splashing under the washed-out blue of a hot noon.Time for lunch before the hours of rest when all Italy slides into a soporific afternoon to arise refreshed for the evening. To walk through the echoing alleyways at this time is to have Italy for yourself. Small arched bridges with parapets of crumbling stone and steps worn hollow in the middle reach over ancient canals. Green water barely moves on the step of an old doorway, whose timbers have baked and slumbered through countless Italian summers. A nearby church offers sanctuary from the heat and a moment to sit in the cool darkness .
Here I walk into a strange area.Every house is painted a different, bright colour so it's like walking down the streets of a giant toy town. I am totally taken with the houses.
What better way to spend the day than to just stroll , leisurely ---lost in yourself -----soaking the beauty----and the experience.
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