Having spent a wonderful day in Venice (read about it here and see our full itinerary here), we were heading north - to the Dolomites. We rented a Fiat 500 to drive from Venice to the Dolomites (I linked the route here) which made me particularly happy as I love these cute cars and I haven't driven a stick-shift in a long time.
After the short 2-hour drive, we arrived and were greeted with sunshine and amazing views of little Italian villages, sparkling alpine lakes, and majestic mountain peaks.
We stayed in Padola at the Hotel La Torre which was modern and offered the most amazing views of the ski slopes and the surrounding mountain ranges. The entire area felt like one big ski resort and we would love to come back once, equipped to hit the slopes.
Even better than the views though were the hotel staff. They were extremely friendly and warm, attending to our every need, and they made us feel like we're staying with a family rather than in a hotel. If you ever plan a trip to the Dolomites, I can highly recommend staying there.
The Dolomites are a mountain range in the north of Italy which reminds me very much of Switzerland. Also, it's where part of my family originates from. Going back there over Easter, to spend a few days relaxing with my family was very special to me. I don't get to see my family very often, but when I do, it's a blast! We do what families are supposed to do: eat, talk, have some wine, and eat some more. Our Easter weekend in the Dolomites was no different. After the Sunday dinner (it was a full 7-course meal and each course was good sized!), I didn't think I could ever eat again.
To walk off the meals of the past couple of days, Kyle and I decided to explore the area a bit more. Hotel Spa La Torre lent us their snowshoes and we were off on our adventure with the little Fiat 500 rental.
Initially, my family joined us but as the hills got steeper, we were soon alone. With the only goal of enjoying the views, we wandered off into the woods, snowshoes in hand for when the going got tough.
We couldn't get enough of these views of snow-covered mountains, old Italian villages, and blue skies.
As we were walking and enjoying the surroundings, we were surprised by how much at home both of us felt. Growing up in Canada and Switzerland, respectively, Kyle and I are used to mountains and we often miss seeing peaks on the horizon.
Who knows, we might move somewhere more remote than Chicago someday, with lots of mountains and snow. But for now, we're enjoying the big city life to the fullest.
Would you rather live in the mountains or in a big city? Let us know in the comments below!