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[sophistry]

I made the mistake of browsing some country-themed LJ icons, and suddenly I want to revisit Italy so badly, I can literally feel it cramping up my chest. Sirmione, Verona, Venice, Rome, the bay of Naples (you've never seen anything like the view from Vesuvius); down to Sicily and Taormina, Ortigia in Syracuse, Agrigento. The smell of sea-salt, olive trees, cedars and cypress, brick and marble and travertine, fountain water; living history. I'm the same with Oxford; I only spent two days in the city proper, a few summers ago, but I spent most of them just dazed: walking, and looking, and breathing, like I could keep the sense-memory of sun on limestone and the greens in my lungs and nose forever.

What about you, flist? What places make you catch your breath, and go yes, this?

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[newredshoes]

The Blue Ridge Mountains.

The train ride from Oakland, California to Chicago.

Plus I feel that way about Chicago on a fairly regular basis.

Tragically, I have still never been overseas without also being with my parents. I've also never been to Italy. These are two things I am too poor to fix, but desperate to amend.

[veenstra168.livejournal.com]

I lived next to the Blue Ridge Mountains for six years as a child; I most definitely agree. I miss them very much.

[newredshoes]

Yeah, I grew up on the other side of the range, about 25 miles from the Ohio River. There is honest to god no place more beautiful to me than Appalachia.