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No matter how much I try, I am just not a morning person. I never have been and I might never be. Trust me, I’ve tried. But anyone who has ever woken me up knows the wrath of Megan Elliott before noon. That might be a slight exaggeration, but the point is, slow mornings are the best mornings. When I travel, I do like to explore and waking up early helps get more done. But jetlag combined with late nights with new local friends = slow mornings, ya feel me?
And that’s totally ok in Europe. Especially in Italy, I find that people are very easy-going and do what makes them happy. There’s not this sense of living to work that we have here in the US. People care more about their families, their friends, and their happiness than making a lot of money. So if I want to take it slow in the morning, it’s totally normal and acceptable in Italy. Hey, when in Venice…
I love traveling with others who are cool with taking our time and my bestie Claudia is the queen of taking her time, so we were slow to rise, leisurely sipped our coffee, and chatted for hours before heading out and exploring. Luckily, our Airbnb had a beautiful terrace we could go hang out on. There was a table and chairs and even a hammock where we could relax. We wore our cute matching robes that Plum Pretty Sugar sent us every morning as we got ready together. While I loved seeing the sights of Venice, the memories of us laughing together doing nothing are just as special to me.