A picture is worth a thousand words: Sky high in Verona

Traveling through Italy in the heat of August may sound crazy to some (heck, most of the locals flee the country during this time) but to me, it was heaven. There is nothing more sensual than walking through ancient villages in the hot humid heat of the Italian summer sun. Your mind turns to mush, your skin moistens with a tanned sweat and the only possible worries that cross your mind are what flavour gelato to eat before lunch and if you should try fig instead of coconut today. If you want to renew your soul and get in touch with the simple abundance of life, go visit Italy in the scorching heat of the summer and see if you don’t come back changed.