A Tuscan State Of Mind
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A Tuscan State of Mind
Summary
Traveling often transcends physical destinations, becoming a state of mind. I've been in South Carolina for seven months, but mentally, I escape to my beloved European locales, particularly Tuscany, Italy. Unlike the concrete sprawl of my current city, Tuscany exudes a warm embrace, akin to the lush, rolling hills.Article
Travel isn't always about the journey; sometimes, it's a mindset. Stuck in South Carolina for months, I find solace by mentally reconnecting with cherished European locations?"Tuscany topping the list. While this city is a concrete desert, Tuscany's gentle warmth envelops you, reminiscent of its vibrant green landscape.
Though I'm unable to visit personally, I recreate the experience through various means. Flipping through photo albums, I'm whisked back to joyful moments and laughter. The vibrant images in my coffee table books evoke a longing for landscapes far more vivid than my surroundings. Frances Mayes' "Under the Tuscan Sun" is a favorite read, far more evocative than its film adaptation. Mayes masterfully captures the essence of Cortona, igniting memories of days spent savoring hot chocolate and pastries, relishing gelato in the rain, and shopping after the sun returned.
Food acts as my Tuscan surrogate. While my culinary attempts can't match authentic Tuscan cuisine, they offer comfort. Tortellini al forno, penne all'arrabbiata, and plain old spaghetti marinara are culinary art forms in Tuscany. Here, I liberally use basil, delightedly stumble upon sweet gorgonzola or pecorino cheese, and play Verdi as I cook. I cherish the best extra virgin olive oil, La Macchia, I've brought back. It's so vibrant and fresh, offering the true taste of olives, despite my ingredients being less authentic?"imported tomatoes, French bread from the local store, and dried basil.
In Tuscany, the concept of 'breaks' is embraced. Life isn't dictated by the clock, unlike my rushed days here. Timeliness is 'normale' in Italy, allowing stress to melt away. Lunch isn't hurried; a siesta follows?"a restorative pause, refreshing the spirit. While I attempt a makeshift siesta with plastic furniture and a soda, interruptions like telemarketing calls often snap me back to reality.
Certain places nourish the soul, leaving an indelible mark. The ethereal Tuscan hills, silvery olive leaves, and the glow of ancient bricks at sunset captivate me. Until I can return, I remain blissfully in a Tuscan state of mind.
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