The sea, mountains, high fashion, spiritual food, old and new architecture: having traveled to Italy by car, you see one set of countries at once.
And it is impossible not to love the Italians for their attitude to life, the ability to enjoy every day and, of course, for the priceless art of dolce far niente (pleasant idleness).
Despite all this, these metropolises managed to preserve their centuries-old traditions. Moving on a high-speed train from a multi-storey mad Tokyo, like a time machine, you get, for example, a geisha in a quarter – which, it would seem, should no longer exist. A local, nothing like a kitchen, tea ceremonies! All this makes a strong impression.
An indelible impression on us was made by two weddings, on which we managed to visit that trip.
One – a village for 500 people, where we were invited as guests of honor from Russia, so that we performed the first dance.
You worry when you are staring at 500 pairs of eyes in anticipation of what you are about to betray. To the second song the guests picked up the baton and started to dance to us.
The second wedding – a wealthy couple in Tashkent, for five thousand people. Here, in addition to the number of guests, we were struck by the traditional morning pilaf, which men gather early in the morning.
And in Greece, some absolutely cosmic products, and more delicious food than there, I probably did not eat anywhere.
And no foot… I do not like the eastern markets with barkers and traders who are trying to grab you, violating the boundaries of your personal space. Such places are not close to me.