Friday, February 21, 2014

Why I Love Italy

It's hard for me to explain why I love Italy. How do you explain a feeling such as love? All I do know is I fell in love with Italia when I first heard the beautiful sound of the language. That was almost two years ago, mid of June 2012. Last year in November and part of December, I went to Rome and made it my base, and from Rome I traveled to Naples, Pisa, Florence and a few other small medieval villages in the region of Tuscany.

I will attempt to outline the things that cause me to be dizzily in love with Italy:

Language. I have the hen (Italian: la gallina) and the duck (Italian: l‘anatra) to thank for. Those were the two words I asked my first Italian friend from Milan to translate. If poultry can sound like poetry, can you imagine what it's like for everything else? There was no turning back. I was hooked, and from zero knowledge of the language I'm now able to read books in la bella lingua (the beautiful language). I still have a long way towards mastery but I’m off to a great start.

Culture, tradition, and history.

Art. Etruscan, Roman, Medieval, Renaissance, Baroque, modern art. Everything. See the list of galleries here.

Architecture. The mind-bogglingly beautiful churches, museums, palaces, buildings, statues, art galleries, villas, fountains, piazzas, archaeological remains—such a long, long list of monuments of all kinds. It'll take me several lifetimes to explore them all.

Bookstores and libraries. Big and small, quaint and modern—so many choices. I’m going to be a member of as many libraries as I possibly could (especially the National Library of Rome—I've been there three times last year) when I settle down in Italy.



Legendary heroes, geniuses, and musicians. Da Vinci, Michelangelo, Bernini; awesome writers such as Calvino, Dante, and so many more.

Life philosophy. Life is to be enjoyed!


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