There’s something refreshing about taking a road trip and not having a set destination. Just driving for the sheer hell of it and seeing where you end up.
That’s exactly what I did when I visited my good friend, Laura, in Cannes, South of France. I admitted with total embarrassment that I’d never been to Italy and as Cannes is practically on the French-Italian border, Laura suggested we take a little drive over the border and explore Italy for the day.
We set out with no clear intentions of what we wanted to see or where we wanted to go and just decided to drive into the mountains, hoping we would come across something interesting. I didn’t want to be one of those people who stepped one foot over the border just to say I’d been to Italy, so we set out to at least experience some of the real Italy.
After driving for about 2 hours into the mountains, stopping frequently to take pictures of rustic villages, stunning views and valleys of Mimosa trees, we stumbled upon a beautiful Italian village called Perinaldo.
We spent the next couple hours wandering around the cobbled streets, peaking into derelict houses and dreaming of owning a rustic farmhouse with jaw-dropping views, until the sun started to disappear and we found a lookout to admire the beautiful sunset.
Its times like this, when you are sat in a tiny Italian village with one of your best friends, cracking jokes while the sun goes down that you realise how freakin’ awesome life can be!