While I was planning my trip to Southern Italy, I read tons of negative comments about Naples. Everyone wrote about how dirty and dangerous the city it is. I had heard lots of tragic stories from my friends whose things were stolen, and most the people advised me not to go there. For the first time in my life, I was about to back down from a planned trip because of someone else’s feedback.
But I didn’t.
As a major crossroad between Bologna and Rome, Florence shines out as a conspicuous spot for Italy addicts. At the end of the medieval period, the city succeeded in several fields such as finance, commerce and arts. Considering that it is still one of the most touristic places, due especially to the fine art environment, it definitely deserves to be considered as the birthplace of the Renaissance. To be there and see all those unique masterpieces of the medieval ages was the determinant reason for me to spend three days in that ravishing city.
After all these years dreaming about this one and only Greek island, I finally had the opportunity to visit my dreamland Santorini. No words can describe how I felt during the moment I got off the plane and was welcomed by a place surrounded by the eternal sun, steep slopes and big white lovely clouds.