Nearly been one year since our dream Italian road trip. I thought I should get my ass in gear and finally make the video with the footage I got from my GoPro. It’s missing chunks of the venture but we must of been having such a good time we forgot to capture it on camera.
The Temper Trap – Sweet disposition, will forever remind me of driving through the Italian Alps cruising along getting overtaken by lorries.
For me, Turin was never a city that screamedvisit me, in fact I hadn’t even heard of it before researching for our road trip. Situated at the foot of the Italian Alps, this city ranked high above my expectations. I think that’s the beauty of ‘wanderlust’ when you start your research into the next trip or destination you so badly want to visit, you start to find out interesting facts or must see places that you never heard of previously.
So as most of our travelling goes now we used an Airbnb, when we arrived at our apartment in Turin our hosts were kindly waiting outside, saving us some on street parking. The apartment was perfect (definitely my favourite from the entire trip), with a balcony looking over the side street, being able to enjoy a morning espresso watching people go about their day. Trudie was and is a perfect size for a city car. Think we were naive to think Joe’s company car (Volkswagen Passat) would have been appropriate to park in some of the places we did, it was a job at times with our small Trudie.
Once we arrived in the city we started to read into it more, with leaflets and books left by the hosts. The city is very intriguing and mysterious, the more and more you look into it’s history and landmarks the more it draws you in. Some unexplainable happenings, conspiracies and parts of history lay in Turin.
There are energies described in Turin, we visited both Piazza Statuto and Piazza Castello known for their good and evil energies crossing the city. The ancient route of ‘black magic’ known to cross between Turin, London and San Francisco flowing energetic currents by Piazza Statuto in the city. The positive energy known as the ‘white magic’ stretches between Lyon, Prague and Piazza Castello; Turin, the centre of the positive energy . With both paths crossing in Turin the aura of the city feels uncanny.
Something we found mesmerising was the Holy shroud of Turin, situated in the Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist. Many believe it to be the linen cloth of Jesus Christ, due to sunlight and how precious it is, it is not kept on display to the public for much of the year but we saw a detailed replica. The face on the cloth does compare to how you’d imagine Jesus to look, whether it is the genuine shroud that Jesus was wrapped in will remain a mystery.
One of the highlights of the city for me was the Egyptian museum which has the biggest collection of Egyptian artefacts outside of Egypt. It’s a rather large display as I’m sure you can imagine although at one time not even half is out on display to the public. History was never my favourite subject, but Egyptian history has always interested me. A lot to take in but definitely worth a visit and rather impressive the importance of the collection.
Whilst my love for Italian food has been since I can remember, prior to the trip I looked into the different provinces of Italy and where certain dishes originate. The dish risotto comes from northern Italy, closer to Milan than Turin although the restaurant we want to did not disappoint. I found it on TripAdvisor, Il Vicolo ristorante. Reasonably priced risottos, I had quite a simple one with saffron whilst Joe had one with red wine. Really thought it was going to be heavy and sickly, never heard of risotto with red wine only white. But as is everything, tastes so much better than anything we are used to back at home in the U.K.
Now supposedly some of the best pizza’s are from Naples, in Italy. Somewhere we planned to head down to but being realistic we headed north after Rome just to spend more time in the places we planned to visit, quality over quantity as they say. Each province has their own take on pizza as does each restaurant. I feel the pizza restaurant we headed to on our first night in Turin was the best pizza I had the entire trip. Four cheese pizza with gorgonzola for added richness, oozing out quite a thick crust base, not usually my favourite but that pizza was an exception, Dogana Grimm was the name of the restaurant if you get the chance to visit.
(Looking back through photos it seems that we only took about five for the whole time we were in Turin so apologies for the poor selection)
So I definitely haven’t kept my blog posts in order of my travels but I think that sums me up in a nutshell. In September 2017 to celebrate finishing my nursing degree my boyfriend, Joe and myself decided to go on a road trip around Italy. A country that has always been high on my wish list but struggling to commit to a single destination it was always brushed under the carpet.
When we planned the trip it was quite strongly inspired by Joe getting a brand new company car which would guarantee a breakdown free trip. Before September came Joe took a promotion with another company and the role unfortunately didn’t require a company car leaving us without the safety blanket we based the trip on. Getting closer to the time still throwing ideas back and forth on what to do, we thought the idea of inter-railing was really our only option. Although we ideally wanted to fill a car up with all the lovely wines and foods we discovered on our venture. We took a risk and bought a Toyota Scarlet for £350, soon to become ‘Trudie’, having just one previous owner and low milage for her age. Cheaper than if we both had to pay for train tickets but the risk of her breaking down was prevalent. We kitted her out with Italian flags, beaded seat covers and her name in diamontes on the boot and she was ready to go.
We drove from our home in Somerset, through to Dover, caught the ferry over to Calais where we stayed the night. Somehow managed to drive through the bulk of France in one day stopping briefly visiting Épernay (home of many champagne houses, we briefly looked around the Moët gift shop and left after looking at the prices) before arriving in Lyon for the night. Finally driving through the Alps into northern Italy the following morning, and what an experience it was.
We started in Turin before heading south, as far as Rome. Then began travelling the north east of the country towards Rimini and Venice. Travelling across to Lake Como before the long drive back to England. The whole trip was once in a lifetime experience not to mention Trudie did not break down once, although someone tried to break into her at Florence by forcing a screwdriver into the locks, resulting in us having to climb through the boot with all our belongings each time we locked her, such a novelty (still need to get that fixed).
It would not do the trip justice to try and squeeze it all into one small blog post. I plan to write about each destination individually, the places we visited and the foods we ate so bare with me on this.