"We are not in the States anymore, y'all." An Italian trip report.
May 23rd, 2014, 12:27 PM
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Following along, Kay! I'm from the South too - on my last trip to Italy in 2011, my Arkansan traveling companion never even tried to pronounce Italian words correctly (she's charming, with a stronger accent than mine, so it works for her).
May 24th, 2014, 06:23 AM
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my Arkansan traveling companion never even tried to pronounce Italian words correctly (she's charming, with a stronger accent than mine, so it works for her).>>
jent, we met some mexicans in a restaurant in Rome once and they just shouted at the waiters in spanish, which seemed to work for them.
jent, we met some mexicans in a restaurant in Rome once and they just shouted at the waiters in spanish, which seemed to work for them.
May 30th, 2014, 05:39 PM
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Sorry for starting a trip report and then promptly disappearing. Perhaps I was a little optimistic starting a report the day after our return. Jet lag, being behind on my work, and the post vacation blues conspired to keep me too tired and too busy to write.
Thank you to everyone for your encouragement!
Tom18 - I used Monica Cesarato for my Skype lessons. www.monicacesarato.com She also does some tours in Venice.
joan - the drive from Tuscany to Venice is very easy. You won't have a problem with it.
annhig and Dai - love the conversation about the language! Not a hijack at all. I love learning Italian and enjoy talking about learning Italian. My original plan for this trip was to leave before the rest of the group and attend a week of language classes at Il Sasso in Montepulciano. Unfortunately, I had to rearrange due to some work conflicts. I was terribly disappointed! One of my dreams is to spend a minimum of a week, preferable two, immersed in the language.
Of all the places I've been in Italy, Venice is the one where I was the least likely to need to use my Italian skills. I was actually told by a Venetian that this was because most Venetians speak Italian as a second language. Venetian first, then Italian. She said that they would just as soon speak English. I'm not claiming to know the veracity of this statement. It is strictly an anecdote.
jent103 - I'm an Arkansan. However, my accent is not that strong. I've always been a city girl and that makes a big difference. What I can't seem to control are the sayings and colloquialisms. They just come out of me. Willy nilly I will "bless your heart" or complain that "it's cold enough to hang a hog in here." (even though I've never hung a hog in my life.) And y'all is the best all purpose word ever.
Our friends D and P are from Alabama and, have mercy, their accents are strong.
Thank you to everyone for your encouragement!
Tom18 - I used Monica Cesarato for my Skype lessons. www.monicacesarato.com She also does some tours in Venice.
joan - the drive from Tuscany to Venice is very easy. You won't have a problem with it.
annhig and Dai - love the conversation about the language! Not a hijack at all. I love learning Italian and enjoy talking about learning Italian. My original plan for this trip was to leave before the rest of the group and attend a week of language classes at Il Sasso in Montepulciano. Unfortunately, I had to rearrange due to some work conflicts. I was terribly disappointed! One of my dreams is to spend a minimum of a week, preferable two, immersed in the language.
Of all the places I've been in Italy, Venice is the one where I was the least likely to need to use my Italian skills. I was actually told by a Venetian that this was because most Venetians speak Italian as a second language. Venetian first, then Italian. She said that they would just as soon speak English. I'm not claiming to know the veracity of this statement. It is strictly an anecdote.
jent103 - I'm an Arkansan. However, my accent is not that strong. I've always been a city girl and that makes a big difference. What I can't seem to control are the sayings and colloquialisms. They just come out of me. Willy nilly I will "bless your heart" or complain that "it's cold enough to hang a hog in here." (even though I've never hung a hog in my life.) And y'all is the best all purpose word ever.
Our friends D and P are from Alabama and, have mercy, their accents are strong.
May 30th, 2014, 06:47 PM
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Flights: We all arranged our own transportation as D and P were using frequent flyer miles and we live in different states. All legs of all flights for both couples went well arriving and departing. How often can you say that?!
We flew Delta and had a direct flight from Atlanta to Rome. Very nice. The flight arrived 30 minutes early at 7:00am. Bags came out quickly and we were at our hotel well before 9:00am. Quickest turnaround I've ever experienced.
The disadvantage with arriving so early is having to stay up all day long. Everyone has to learn how to handle the time change in a way that works for them...our way is to not sleep. If we nap we are off track for days, so we power through the tiredness. Makes it a lot harder to stay up when you arrive in the morning.
Rome: My favorite city. I love it - warts and all. I get quite defensive when people complain about it. It calls to me in a weird way that other cities don't. I feel at home and comfortable there. Strange for a woman with absolutely no Italian heritage, but absolutely true.
Albergo del Senato: Great hotel. It certainly isn't perfect, and it's over priced, but that location! The Pantheon is my favorite structure in my favorite city and to wake up next door to it - well - it's a wonder, a daily revelation. We stayed on the 6th floor and had two of the rooms with the little balconies. I only took about two thousand photos from that balcony. I would stand there looking out on the massive pillars and that ancient dome, the ever-changing square, the rooftops of Rome with their gardens and church spires and satellite dishes and feel...grateful...elated and grateful.
Tazza D'Oro and Sant' Eustachio - two of the best known coffee shops in Rome were minutes from our hotel. Of course our hotel room was not available that early in the morning so we stashed our bags and went in search of rejuvenation. Tazza D'Oro was our first stop for our first cappuccino of the trip. Then it was over to Sant'Eustachio coffee shop for our second cappuccino of the trip. We are definitely Sant'Eustachio fans. The battle wasn't even that close. One sip and we knew that we had found our coffee place.
We arrived back at the hotel just as D and P pulled up. Yay! We had all arrived safe and sound and the vacation was officially beginning. Quick trip to the ATM and back to Tazza D'Oro for D and P to have a coffee. My husband and I each got a granita di caffe. Oh. My. Word. These things are delicious. Please try one.
We were all together and well and truly caffeinated and ready to take on Rome.
We flew Delta and had a direct flight from Atlanta to Rome. Very nice. The flight arrived 30 minutes early at 7:00am. Bags came out quickly and we were at our hotel well before 9:00am. Quickest turnaround I've ever experienced.
The disadvantage with arriving so early is having to stay up all day long. Everyone has to learn how to handle the time change in a way that works for them...our way is to not sleep. If we nap we are off track for days, so we power through the tiredness. Makes it a lot harder to stay up when you arrive in the morning.
Rome: My favorite city. I love it - warts and all. I get quite defensive when people complain about it. It calls to me in a weird way that other cities don't. I feel at home and comfortable there. Strange for a woman with absolutely no Italian heritage, but absolutely true.
Albergo del Senato: Great hotel. It certainly isn't perfect, and it's over priced, but that location! The Pantheon is my favorite structure in my favorite city and to wake up next door to it - well - it's a wonder, a daily revelation. We stayed on the 6th floor and had two of the rooms with the little balconies. I only took about two thousand photos from that balcony. I would stand there looking out on the massive pillars and that ancient dome, the ever-changing square, the rooftops of Rome with their gardens and church spires and satellite dishes and feel...grateful...elated and grateful.
Tazza D'Oro and Sant' Eustachio - two of the best known coffee shops in Rome were minutes from our hotel. Of course our hotel room was not available that early in the morning so we stashed our bags and went in search of rejuvenation. Tazza D'Oro was our first stop for our first cappuccino of the trip. Then it was over to Sant'Eustachio coffee shop for our second cappuccino of the trip. We are definitely Sant'Eustachio fans. The battle wasn't even that close. One sip and we knew that we had found our coffee place.
We arrived back at the hotel just as D and P pulled up. Yay! We had all arrived safe and sound and the vacation was officially beginning. Quick trip to the ATM and back to Tazza D'Oro for D and P to have a coffee. My husband and I each got a granita di caffe. Oh. My. Word. These things are delicious. Please try one.
We were all together and well and truly caffeinated and ready to take on Rome.
May 30th, 2014, 07:35 PM
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>>>>jent, we met some mexicans in a restaurant in Rome once and they just shouted at the waiters in spanish, which seemed to work for them.<<<
annhig - That's what the xray tech did to me at the hospital in Siena except he was yelling at me in Italian. I understood what he was saying (I can understand more than I can speak). It was funny later when I was no longer in pain.
>>>Our friends D and P are from Alabama and, have mercy, their accents are strong.<<<
Vacationed at Lake Martin in Alabama when I was in middle school. Couldn't believe how much slower they talked than us (didn't think that was possible).
annhig - That's what the xray tech did to me at the hospital in Siena except he was yelling at me in Italian. I understood what he was saying (I can understand more than I can speak). It was funny later when I was no longer in pain.
>>>Our friends D and P are from Alabama and, have mercy, their accents are strong.<<<
Vacationed at Lake Martin in Alabama when I was in middle school. Couldn't believe how much slower they talked than us (didn't think that was possible).
May 30th, 2014, 09:32 PM
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Being a city girl does make a big difference! I grew up in Knoxville, but my mom is from a rural county in southern Middle Tennessee, and I sound completely different from my cousins who grew up there. Most people tell me I don't sound like I'm from Tennessee at all, although I can if I want to (and my accent comes out more the closer I get to my grandmama's holler).
I'm glad you're back - I miss Italy and am excited to hear about it from your perspective!
I'm glad you're back - I miss Italy and am excited to hear about it from your perspective!
May 31st, 2014, 02:20 AM
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ky - it seems as if it's not just the british who think that if you shout at someone in a foreign language, they are more likely to understand you!
Kay - thanks for the link to Monica. do you mind if I ask what her Skype lessons cost?
Kay - thanks for the link to Monica. do you mind if I ask what her Skype lessons cost?
May 31st, 2014, 05:48 AM
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Wonderful start and I love Rome the same way, KayTKay. On our last trip to Rome, DH and I both remarked about how we felt like we were home. Yes, it's hard to explain.
And, oh my yes, listening is not the same as speaking! I finally learned to speak slowly so the Italian person "got" that I wasn't fluent and didn't respond in a torrent of unrecognizable words. My husband could hear it but not speak it so we got along OK. Although he ordered two biscotti to Rome at the train station one time.
Looking forward to more and to some photos, please.
And, oh my yes, listening is not the same as speaking! I finally learned to speak slowly so the Italian person "got" that I wasn't fluent and didn't respond in a torrent of unrecognizable words. My husband could hear it but not speak it so we got along OK. Although he ordered two biscotti to Rome at the train station one time.
Looking forward to more and to some photos, please.
May 31st, 2014, 12:08 PM
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Thanks to everyone for your comments. Love hearing how many of you can relate to my feelings regarding Rome!
annhig - she charged 18 Euros per hour of instruction.
The lessons varied considerably. Sometimes we just talked, she might give me a prompt of something to discuss, sometimes I would be given a writing prompt to do for homework and then when we met I would read aloud what I had written and we would go over my mistakes. Sometimes I had a reading assignment for homework and we would discuss what I had read. Occasionally I read a shorter passage aloud during the hour and she would ask questions to test my comprehension and then we would go over any parts that were giving me difficulty...just trying to give anyone interested an idea of what a lesson might entail.
annhig - she charged 18 Euros per hour of instruction.
The lessons varied considerably. Sometimes we just talked, she might give me a prompt of something to discuss, sometimes I would be given a writing prompt to do for homework and then when we met I would read aloud what I had written and we would go over my mistakes. Sometimes I had a reading assignment for homework and we would discuss what I had read. Occasionally I read a shorter passage aloud during the hour and she would ask questions to test my comprehension and then we would go over any parts that were giving me difficulty...just trying to give anyone interested an idea of what a lesson might entail.
May 31st, 2014, 01:24 PM
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Rome on our Saturday arrival day was teeming, crawling, swarming with school children, hordes of them in brightly colored matching T-shirts or hats. They were accompanied by harried looking teachers and parent-chaperones and I couldn't help but to be happy that I wasn't the one trying to shepherd the children from place to place in the crowds.
We found out later that Pope Francis had invited all of Italy's school children to a celebratory audience with him at St. Peter's square. There were 300,000 children, teachers and parents in attendance. I heard it was a mob scene in the square and the surrounding streets - but what a lovely thing for those children!
We stopped by Armando al Pantheon and secured a lunch reservation for 12:30 and then strolled in the direction of Piazza Navona. We stopped in San Luigi dei Francesi so that D and P could see their first Caravaggio in situ. Actually, I think it was their first Caravaggio ever. You never forget your first Caravaggio.
Duly impressed with the church it was over to Piazza Navona where we walked the loop and examined the fountains and went inside Sant'Agnese in Agone. It was my first time inside of this church - all those martyrs!
Next was Campo De' Fiori where the market was in full swing. Gorgeous flowers, a few nice vegetable stands...but many of the stalls seemed more touristy than ever. Some were selling this yucky looking stuff in bright neon pink and calling it limoncello. Gross.
Forno: While at Campo de'Fiori I convinced everyone that even though our lunch reservation was only an hour away they needed a snack. I told them they could thank me later. They did, of course. This is the stuff I dream about when I return home. To me their pizza bianca is superb. Sublime. Bread and olive oil and salt - how can something that simple be so good? Is it the bread which is chewy and cruchy, but somehow light? The olive oil? Magical salt? All I know is that it is pure perfection.
We popped briefly into the Pantheon before lunch. I love saying that - we popped into the Pantheon. Let's all pop into the Pantheon before lunch, shall we?
We arrived at Armando al Pantheon about 10 minutes before their opening and our reservation time. P tried to go on in and was mildly scolded for interrupting the lunch of those about to serve us. I was secretly (just a little) glad. I mean, I did spend an hour one day composing an email that I sent to everyone about what to expect in Italian restaurants. I even think I specifically said "don't expect a restaurant to open early just because you are standing outside." Oh well, some of us have to learn by experience.
We found out later that Pope Francis had invited all of Italy's school children to a celebratory audience with him at St. Peter's square. There were 300,000 children, teachers and parents in attendance. I heard it was a mob scene in the square and the surrounding streets - but what a lovely thing for those children!
We stopped by Armando al Pantheon and secured a lunch reservation for 12:30 and then strolled in the direction of Piazza Navona. We stopped in San Luigi dei Francesi so that D and P could see their first Caravaggio in situ. Actually, I think it was their first Caravaggio ever. You never forget your first Caravaggio.
Duly impressed with the church it was over to Piazza Navona where we walked the loop and examined the fountains and went inside Sant'Agnese in Agone. It was my first time inside of this church - all those martyrs!
Next was Campo De' Fiori where the market was in full swing. Gorgeous flowers, a few nice vegetable stands...but many of the stalls seemed more touristy than ever. Some were selling this yucky looking stuff in bright neon pink and calling it limoncello. Gross.
Forno: While at Campo de'Fiori I convinced everyone that even though our lunch reservation was only an hour away they needed a snack. I told them they could thank me later. They did, of course. This is the stuff I dream about when I return home. To me their pizza bianca is superb. Sublime. Bread and olive oil and salt - how can something that simple be so good? Is it the bread which is chewy and cruchy, but somehow light? The olive oil? Magical salt? All I know is that it is pure perfection.
We popped briefly into the Pantheon before lunch. I love saying that - we popped into the Pantheon. Let's all pop into the Pantheon before lunch, shall we?
We arrived at Armando al Pantheon about 10 minutes before their opening and our reservation time. P tried to go on in and was mildly scolded for interrupting the lunch of those about to serve us. I was secretly (just a little) glad. I mean, I did spend an hour one day composing an email that I sent to everyone about what to expect in Italian restaurants. I even think I specifically said "don't expect a restaurant to open early just because you are standing outside." Oh well, some of us have to learn by experience.
Jun 1st, 2014, 10:19 AM
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she charged 18 Euros per hour of instruction. >>
thank you Kay, that sounds very reasonable for what you describe. I could definitely do with some help with my listening skills. [some might say that applies to when I'm speaking english too!]
After the build-up I was waiting to find out what you ate at Armando's. After the "mise en bouche" we deserve the main event!
thank you Kay, that sounds very reasonable for what you describe. I could definitely do with some help with my listening skills. [some might say that applies to when I'm speaking english too!]
After the build-up I was waiting to find out what you ate at Armando's. After the "mise en bouche" we deserve the main event!
Jun 2nd, 2014, 02:27 PM
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Thanks again to all who commented. And yes, I did rush out in the middle of the story. Sorry about that. Life keeps expecting things of me.
Armando Al Pantheon: I can't believe I hadn't ever eaten here before! Great restaurant in the middle of one of the most touristed areas of Rome. We thought it was the perfect first meal in Italy. We started with the bruschetta al tartufo nero and an artichoke which came sitting in a small pool of olive oil. The artichoke was one of the specials that day, not always on the menu. Both were good, but the bruschetta was perfect.
For a main course I had abbacchio a scottadito - which means something like lamb that'll burn your fingers. It is basically a lamb cutlet, on the bone, much heartier than the lamb I've gotten in the US. D had the carbonara, and P had cacio e pepe, my husband had one of the specials which was a chicken dish in a red sauce with bell pepper and onion.
We all shared tastes of the food at every meal which I'm sure appalled the Italians. But, but, how else were we going to be able to declare a winner? Not that we are a competitive group or anything.
Everything was good, but the carbonara won the prize. Hands down.
We had the house red and white which were served in half? bottles. The red was ok, the white was better. If I were going to get red there again I would select something from the wine menu.
For dessert we had tiramisu all'Armando con frutti di bosco. It was light and delicious. I highly recommend it!
Chip and pin card: We have a credit card from USAA which we switched to a chip and PIN before we left. At Armando's we were asked for the first time to enter a PIN into the little machine they bring to the tables and it wouldn't work. Whoops. Tried again. No go. Finally, on a whim, I suggested to my husband to try my PIN with his card. That did it. The credit card company had somehow mixed up our PIN's. After that one occasion we were never again asked for a PIN the entire trip. So I would say that these cards are still unnecessary in Italy.
Finally we were able to check into our small, but wonderful room at the Albergo Del Senato for a heavenly shower (why does flying make one feel so grungy?) and a quick minute to put our feet up before our 5:00 wine tasting at Vino Roma.
Armando Al Pantheon: I can't believe I hadn't ever eaten here before! Great restaurant in the middle of one of the most touristed areas of Rome. We thought it was the perfect first meal in Italy. We started with the bruschetta al tartufo nero and an artichoke which came sitting in a small pool of olive oil. The artichoke was one of the specials that day, not always on the menu. Both were good, but the bruschetta was perfect.
For a main course I had abbacchio a scottadito - which means something like lamb that'll burn your fingers. It is basically a lamb cutlet, on the bone, much heartier than the lamb I've gotten in the US. D had the carbonara, and P had cacio e pepe, my husband had one of the specials which was a chicken dish in a red sauce with bell pepper and onion.
We all shared tastes of the food at every meal which I'm sure appalled the Italians. But, but, how else were we going to be able to declare a winner? Not that we are a competitive group or anything.
Everything was good, but the carbonara won the prize. Hands down. We had the house red and white which were served in half? bottles. The red was ok, the white was better. If I were going to get red there again I would select something from the wine menu.
For dessert we had tiramisu all'Armando con frutti di bosco. It was light and delicious. I highly recommend it!
Chip and pin card: We have a credit card from USAA which we switched to a chip and PIN before we left. At Armando's we were asked for the first time to enter a PIN into the little machine they bring to the tables and it wouldn't work. Whoops. Tried again. No go. Finally, on a whim, I suggested to my husband to try my PIN with his card. That did it. The credit card company had somehow mixed up our PIN's. After that one occasion we were never again asked for a PIN the entire trip. So I would say that these cards are still unnecessary in Italy.
Finally we were able to check into our small, but wonderful room at the Albergo Del Senato for a heavenly shower (why does flying make one feel so grungy?) and a quick minute to put our feet up before our 5:00 wine tasting at Vino Roma.
Jun 2nd, 2014, 02:33 PM
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We were in Rome last week at the end of a trip. We stayed at Albergo Del Senato and had our first dinner at Armando al Pantheon.
We enjoyed dinner so much we asked if they could accommodate us the next evening. The weather forecast was for 90% chance of rain and a quick dash to dinner looked good. At first they said they were fully booked but, at the end of the evening, our waiter said if we would eat at 7 and be gone by 9 we could have a table. We jumped on that and enjoyed our second dinner there in the rain!
We enjoyed dinner so much we asked if they could accommodate us the next evening. The weather forecast was for 90% chance of rain and a quick dash to dinner looked good. At first they said they were fully booked but, at the end of the evening, our waiter said if we would eat at 7 and be gone by 9 we could have a table. We jumped on that and enjoyed our second dinner there in the rain!
