Why I Write About Italy

Some of you ask why I write about Italy. There are many reasons but it all begins with a family picture.  This is a picture of our Italian family with their friends taken in 1919 in the countryside near Vicenza.Someone drew arrows on the picture pointing to our relatives including Gino, the one with the big hair! To me it represents the idyllic Italian lifestyle and the pleasures of “villegiatura”, leaving the life of the city for a villa in the countryside.  Even though my Italian family was not traveling to their villa along the Brenta Canal, they still enjoyed picnics in the countryside and each other.

Traveling in Italy and staying with our Italian family and friends has led me to believe that they seem to know how to balance work and relaxation. They travel through the work day with a mid-day break, surrounding themselves with beauty and art in their homes and businesses, eating fresh and vibrant food at meals.  Italians exist with fewer clothes, simpler food, smaller houses, apartments and cars. They eat less, weigh less, buy less but better quality. They travel more and enjoy their friends and family more.

I want to imitate this but can I. Can Italy be duplicated?  Unfortunately no! Italy is unique with a historical landscape that colors all that has come before and will come after.  But for those of us who have visited this remarkable land, we yearn to bring a part of Italy home and I am no different.

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4 thoughts on “Why I Write About Italy

    • Very glad to hear from you! Our Nonna came to the States in 1919. Like many Italian immigrants, circumstances of time and place, marriage and duty caused her to travel here with her husband. But her heart remained in the Veneto. When she passed away at the age of 89 she did not leave a material inheritance valued in dollars and cents but her albums, recipes and oral traditions and connections that still remain for us when we travel to Italy are priceless.

      • Beautifully stated, Pam. She was a great woman in the grandest tradition of what it means to be a first rate human being. You are so very lucky that she was and continues to be a big part of your life.

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