After leaving Munich, I headed down to Italy, my home for the next two and a half months. My first stop was in the Dolomites, a region filled with steep, jagged mountains and a culture more German than Italian. It was strange hearing a mix of Italian and German while sitting at a cafe that served both pasta and schnitzel. The break in the mountains was exactly what I needed, though, as I didn’t feel like I was missing out on a ton of sights while I relaxed and enjoyed the views of green rolling hills and the unique peaks of the Dolomites.
The photo shown is from a small village called Castelrotto, known for its belltower and ideal location at the base of the Dolomites. After staying a couple nights, I was off on my grand tour of the Italy everybody knows.
First stop: Verona