Travel Tips and Stories of Italy
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Travel guide of Italy
Find inspiration with pictures, tips and stories of Italy from travelers sharing their experiences
Book your trip to Italy and remunerate who inspired you
Travel guide of Italy
Wake up at 4 o’clock in the morning. Take the backpack, prepared the night before and get in the car. About 300km separate us from the destination. We reach the place around 7 AM. All parking lots are free and there is no one around. We walk towards the lake, that is not far from the parking lot and we see a lady who reads immersed in the silence of this magical place. To break the silence only a few birds and the camera shutter that tries to capture that incredible light.
A long ride in a summer night to meet the famous flower filelds of Castelluccio di Norcia. Castelluccio di Norcia is a small town on the top of a hill in Umbria, the heart as well as one o the most beautiful region of Italy. The fields of lentils are completely covered with poppies, cornflower and canola after their flowering and color these endless fields that extend as far as the eye can see. Visit these places at least once in your life: they will fill your heart and mind with a beautiful memory.
I was invited to attend Milan Fashion week in a February of 2018. It was my first time in Milan, and I was astounded at the amount of beautiful architecture it has around the city. I wanted to capture that but also tie in fashion along with it. As we were shooting, these birds started passing all over the place! It was magical! I give my model credit for standing so still. The shot was taken at the Duomo in Milan, Italy. Photo be me @alexiroseproductions model: @marwaatik
I always dreamed of going early in the morning on touring skis up into the mountains. This year I made this dream come true. We were skiing in and around Cavalese teaching the kids how to ski. One day I rented a second pair of alpine skis and the next morning at 4 am the adventure began. After 3 hrs of skiing, walking upwards to 2300m, I spent the morning on the peak waiting for the sun to come out. Nothing but silence and the freezing cold in this thin air, so peaceful and rewarding. I love it.
January 28. 7.06 AM. Molise - Italy: my Homeland. We were finally arrived: Morrone Delle Rose: 2310 altitude feet. Today however has been very hard: we had departed preparing us for conditions of fresh snow seen the last days of snowfall, but snow had left the place to the ice. It’s been hard, but after 4 hours of scaling the show seen from up there has repaid everything: to west the gulf of Naples was perceived with the waves of the sea burnt of red by the first rays of the twilight with Capri and Ischia that timidly appeared. To east the adriatic sea was clear as the ice that surrounded us.
My problem with posing (when I do it - just like in this photo) is that I kinda get lost, looking at the horizon. What the lens did not capture (shame really because it would have made an excellent b-roll) is me rolling a cigarette and enjoying the next 15’, taking in all this beauty. Today actually, someone told me that this kind of scenery / location / weather might be depressing. I don’t take depression lightly, since I had a quick “brush” with that monster myself. Nevertheless, I like to see the diversity in experience people have when looking at my pictures. I was happy in this one btw…
Loneliness, depression, and sociability. If you walk around the streets in any city in the world - you’ll notice those old, tiny people. Probably slowly walking home with a stick or small bag. They wear old-fashioned, worn-out clothes, don’t have a phone and probably don’t have enough money to afford a better life. Most people are walking by them and think that they’ll never be the same when they become old. Probably they’ll say: “ehh I’m only 25, I have so much time until I become 83” But actually, they don’t.
According to legends, once upon a time there was a mermaid living in the lake, which wizard Masaré was in love with. In order to seduce her, the witch Lanwerda advised him to dress up as jewel merchant and throw a rainbow from Mt Catinaccio to Mt Latemar. That is what he did, but he forgot to dress up. So the beautiful mermaid detected him and forever disappeared in Lake Carezza. The wizard was angry and threw all the pieces of the rainbow as well as the jewels into the waters. That’s why it still features rainbow colours.
At almost 60 years of age it is not easy to decide to face again the huge adventure that had taken place as a young man. Last fall with my second son I made the decision and together we faced the difficult climb to the Bell Tower of Val Montanaia, the most famous peak of the Friulian Dolomites, and slept in the bivouac that lies just below. The moment of dinner, alone in the immensity of the starry sky, was a magical experience that we will keep in our heart forever.
Experienced by Stefano Zocca
The town of Positano, is on the Amalfi Coast, Italy. There is a steep climb down to the harbour of 1,700 steps. My wife & I climbed down them, not realising that the local bus we were on, actually would have dropped us a little nearer. We were not disappointed when we eventually made it to the bottom. Whilst it was busy with tourists, as it was June, Positano is charming. Not wishing to climb back up the 1,700 steps to get to the top, especially as it was 35C, my wife and I decided to catch a boat to Capri and then another to Sorrento, where we were staying. This was taken from the boat.
Between 2008 and 2009 I realized a photographic campaign on the artifacts of industrial archeology. Observing those spaces, I thought of the function that they had in the past in relation to the city, to their present state of emptiness, abandon, and ruin, and how a community can make them function and rethink their use. The project “Romantico Metropolitano” concentrates on some “unresolved” spaces, from an uncertain future, or better, from the future in which another conflict would generate, in fact, conflict places.
Experienced by ANTONIO IDINI
We woke up at 5am to grab some sunrise shots over St. Marks square, but the weather wasn’t on our side. It was foggy, and all around presented terrible shooting conditions. As we were leaving, I decided to shoot a final picture at this arch leading into the square. The walkways in the image are a result of early morning workers getting ready for potential floods, and I was very happy with the way it lead into the arch, with mysterious yet inviting orange lights in the background.
Mainly because of all the things I’ve seen and all the places I’ve visited in the past 6 years of my life. I feel extremely fortunate and blessed to do what could seem a given to some or unreachable to others. Well, nothing is impossible. It all started when I decided to leave my home country Greece and improve my quality of life abroad. I found my home (and my Haffen as they say in German), in Austria and Innsbruck in particular. Even tho people don’t really speak German here 😂😅😂😅 I felt very welcomed and I also started my own family. Well so far is a family of two, lol.
Between 2008 and 2009 I realized a photographic campaign on the artifacts of industrial archeology. Observing those spaces, I thought of the function that they had in the past in relation to the city, to their present state of emptiness, abandon, and ruin, and how a community can make them function and rethink their use. The project “Romantico Metropolitano” concentrates on some “unresolved” spaces, from an uncertain future, or better, from the future in which another conflict would generate, in fact, conflict places.
Experienced by ANTONIO IDINI
Wake up at 4 o’clock in the morning. Take the backpack, prepared the night before and get in the car. About 300km separate us from the destination. We reach the place around 7 AM. All parking lots are free and there is no one around. We walk towards the lake, that is not far from the parking lot and we see a lady who reads immersed in the silence of this magical place. To break the silence only a few birds and the camera shutter that tries to capture that incredible light.
Walking around, looking for whatever I could find during my short time in Venice. It was just about evening, with the sun finally on it’s way down. It had been a blistering hot Summer’s day, and I was looking for some shade. I walked hastily across a short bridge, when I realized, only after crossing, that there was a beautiful canal with a pair of Gondola boat’s drifting through, so I real quickly made my way back and shot a few exposures that blended nicely into this image. This image predominately reminds me of the nice, cool break from the otherwise scorching sunlight that day.
Experienced by Kevin B
The Altare della Patria (English: "Altar of the Fatherland"), also known as the Vittorio Emanuele II Monument (Italian: "Monumento Nazionale a Vittorio Emanuele II"), the Mole del Vittoriano or Il Vittoriano, is a monument built in honor of Victor Emmanuel II, the first king of a unified Italy, located in Rome, Italy. It occupies a site between the Piazza Venezia and the Capitoline Hill. It is currently managed by the Polo Museale del Lazio, the Italian Ministry of Defense and the Museo Centrale del Risorgimento Italiano.
I took this picture during a trip on the Lake Garda, in the north of Italy. I thought that the b&w was perfect to capture the atmosphere of this place: i thougth it was a silent, peaceful shot to take. The waves slowly and gently hitting the rocks, the bright sky and the absence of human presence, exept the little ship in the middle of the lake inspired me. I was on the edge of one of the rocks and I felt perfetctly balance, the same balance the picture gives me.
The Colosseum or Coliseum (/ˌkɒləˈsiːəm/ KOL-ə-SEE-əm), also known as the Flavian Amphitheatre (Latin: Amphitheatrum Flavium; Italian: Anfiteatro Flavio [aɱfiteˈaːtro ˈflaːvjo] or Colosseo [kolosˈsɛːo]), is an oval amphitheatre in the centre of the city of Rome, Italy. Built of travertine limestone, tuff (volcanic rock), and brick-faced concrete,[1] it was the largest amphitheatre ever built at the time and held 50,000 to 80,000 spectators. The Colosseum is situated just east of the Roman Forum. Construction began under the emperor Vespasian in AD 72[2] and was completed in AD 80 under his successor and heir, Titus.[3] Further modifications were made during the reign of Domitian (81–96).[4] These three emperors are known as the Flavian dynasty, and the amphitheatre was named in Latin for its association with their family name (Flavius).
Experienced by Ahmed Rasheed
Where new meets old. During the pandemic of 2020 a street vendor of African decent walks along the side walk as a young European women passes by on an e-scooter. To me this captures our changing world so elegantly. A world full of uncertainty and promise. A world in which the internet has created a borderless society yet the under the guise of the pandemic nations are attempting to become isolationist. Ignoring the lessons of past civilizations and their empires from the Egyptians and Chinese, to the Romans and Ottomans, all of which turned inward as their collapse became imminent.
