From Venice, we made a stop at Montepulciano before heading back to Rome for our flight the next morning. What is this seemingly unknown middle-of-nowhere Italian town, you ask? Apparently, the Twilight saga filmed New Moon in the main square. #SORRYNOTSORRY to those who hate Twilight but you can’t deny how that’s at least SLIGHTLY cool.
Our tour guide mentioned trying the beef steak here. As much as I love her food recommendations, I also hate how I use them as excuses to pig out and try everything.
Luckily, this town is very hilly so the other half of the limited time we had in Montepulciano was spent climbing up and down steep streets. All was worth it, as I got to fit in another “signature” pose of mine—a flying/on-top-of-the-world photo. (My other signature pose is the #ledgepic.)
Being the adventurous tourists that we were, my friend and I got lost wandering the streets. Let’s just say getting lost in Montepulciano with about 15 minutes left to meet the tour group back at the correct gate to the town is NOT a good idea. I mean, unless you’re looking for a serious workout, then by all means, get lost in this town and you’ll find beautiful panoramic views such as these:
I suppose in the end (yes, we made it on time—sweaty but on time), it was worth the adrenaline and adventure.
Once on the bus, the driver Domenico blasted Vivaldi’s Four Seasons as we drove down the extremely windy roads with more panoramic views of the countryside. I freakin’ LOVED it. I even recorded the experience, which I will upload later on Instagram, so I can relive it.
By early evening, we were back in Rome and exploring the streets again.
After dinner at a highly rated Taverna Romana restaurant near the Colosseum, my friend and I decided to visit the Spanish Steps. I couldn’t tell if my memory was correct, but I couldn’t help but think that The Amazing Race filmed there recently. As soon as we got there though and saw the steps, I knew they did—and of course, I was in awe. Again, my memory failed me as to how many steps there were (135), so I was so tempted to recreate the challenge of counting the number of steps (the step for the drain doesn’t count!) but my friend would’ve hated me.
I loved the environment. People just sat on the steps and chilled—many with a bottle of wine, cans of beer, or even cones of gelato. Several others walked up and down the steps all night selling cold water and beer. My friend and I found a spot on the steps and sat for more than an hour—maybe two?—but we could have stayed for hours. It was just that relaxingly enjoyable. And to think it was on a Wednesday night! Can’t imagine what the atmosphere would be like on a weekend. Maybe it was good that we went on a weekday. But then again, kids (and I mean children under 10) are out till midnight even on weekdays in Italy.
When we finally thought to make our way back to the terrible Torino Hotel (seriously, it sucks. Look out for angry reviews on Foursquare and elsewhere), we had to stop and get some gelato. Our last in Italy!!