The air is crisp and cool, and I notice the faint smell of Spring blossoms as I walk. Every other person that I pass along my way seems to either be enjoying a gelato, or a caffè. I hear the laughter of children playing, and the resonant ringing of church bells. The sun falls warmly against my face, and my heart feels light. I am back in Tuscany, and all is right with the world.
the beautiful door into my apartment in Lucca
This past week has been just what I needed. Well, I guess that Italy is just what I needed. I think that doing things that feed your soul and disconnect you from your normal life are really important – things that give you a chance to recharge, and a chance to reignite everything that sparks joy in your life. And for me, that is exactly what Italy does.
there were endless details of old meets new throughout my apartment
I somehow think clearer here. I feel like I take deeper breaths even. I spend far more time taking my time, than worrying about where I am going. I don’t seem to mind if I am swarmed by tourists, or wandering a street alone. I am just so happy. I have found such comfort and love in this beautiful country, but especially in Tuscany.
a comfy bed is almost always my favorite work station while I’m traveling
I spent this past week (and my first glorious week in Italy) at a cute little apartment tucked away in the Tuscan town of Lucca, within the beautiful old city walls. And in a very-not-me fashion, I did absolutely no research on what part of town to stay in. But I just so happened upon this apartment through Airbnb, and it turned out to be exactly what I needed. The listing read, “home in city center with private garden,” and I just knew that it would be the perfect oasis for me to study and work.
And so it was. I was greeted with a wonderfully comfortable bed, which provided me with probably my best night’s sleep after arriving in Europe. . .maybe ever. I spent time relaxing in the garden, enjoying the sunshine and the birds. And most notably (well, aside from the excitement of having my very own washing machine), the apartment had a spa shower. If you know anything about travel in Italy, a relaxing hot shower is not something that you will often be greeted with, so this was a real treat.
the view of chiesa dei santi paolino e donato, just outside my bedroom windows
Although I was jumping out of my seat excited to move onwards to Florence over the weekend, I couldn’t have asked for a better week in Lucca. I spent my week like a local, living like a local. And if you think that it looks beautiful, it’s because it was.
This post was sponsored by Francesca, the very kind woman who rents this apartment in Lucca through Airbnb. Although I received a discount on my stay, no financial compensation was received. All opinions expressed and written here are my own, and are an honest account of my experience.