The Bernina Express is arguably one of the most scenic train rides in Europe, or for that matter, the world. And after being a passenger on this four-hour voyage from Italy to Switzerland, I’d have to agree.
When we boarded the train in the small town of Tirano, Italy, we stepped foot into a narrow, panoramic train car. Derek and I had been looking forward to this ride so much, and we were both giddy with excitement, eager for the train to take off. Looking back I don’t think my eyes were quite prepared for all the beauty that was about to be bestowed on them.
I gotta tell you, I didn’t know much about Lake Como prior to our visit. Derek was quite adamant about exploring this part of Italy, so for this leg of the trip I was just along for the ride. He heightened any expectations I had the more he went on and on about how gorgeous the lake was. “You just wait,” he’d kept telling me, “You’ll see.”
He was right — like always — the wait was worth it. SO worth it.
After spending two days soaking up the sun in the French Riviera, Derek and I made our way east to Milan. Just as with Nice, we didn’t have much time in this city. However, we did have quite a lengthy bucket-list so we wasted no time getting out to explore.
First stop: Duomo di Milano.
We were both so eager to visit this cathedral. I mean, just look at it. Such a masterpiece, right!? We were in such awe of the architecture that we found ourselves standing in the plaza, frozen with astonishment. After escaping the hypnosis, we began the climb to the top.
As I prepare to place 2013 in my archives, I cannot help but reflect back on all the many blessings this year has provided me with. Within the last few months, I’ve managed to become a fiancé, an NCSU college graduate, and a newly New York resident. Yet, while I’m ecstatic and thankful to accept these new titles, it would be hard not to acknowledge those moments this past year that forced me to grow as an individual.
After saying our goodbyes to the one-and-only Venice, Derek and I hauled our monstrous backpacks onto the train and headed south to a city just as enchanting, Florence. Known as the cradle of art and culture, this city once again took my breath away. I’m not sure if it was the astounding architecture or the hospitable Florentine residents that made our two short days so memorable.
Wow. It’s certainly been a crazy past two weeks. From trying to adjust back to reality after living the life in Italy to beginning two internships all in the same week, I’ve hardly had the time to breath, let alone surf the web/catch-up on all my social media. Yet when I was able to leave Marie Claire before sunset tonight, I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself. So instead of putting all this free time to waste, I wanted to go ahead and upload some of our pictures from Venice…