Posts Tagged“dolomites”

CRACK! The thunder snapped, like a giant popping his knuckles. I jumped, my heart racing. Turning around, I saw a sight that made my heart drop to my REI-purchased hiking boots. A giant black storm cloud was rapidly overtaking the next peak, headed our way. “One, two, three, four, five, six…okay, six miles away. That’s not close. That’s not close.” I instantly reverted to my fourth-grade self, using the very scientific method of counting seconds between thunder and lightning to gauge how far away the storm was. I wondered if maybe in Italy, I should be measuring in kilometers, something…

I stood on the peak of the mountain, taking in the sunset. I’d lost count of how many peaks I’d crested. Sometimes I’d reach the top, triumphant and ready to take a beaming selfie. Other times I’d slog along, sweaty and urging myself to just make it to the top before collapsing, only to discover the peak was just one in a long line up. Dejected. Hiking Italy’s Dolomite Mountains wasn’t something I’ve always dreamed of doing. In fact, when the book Wild came out, I instantly rejected it, since I wasn’t in the least interested in reading about some…

In just a few weeks, I will be in Italia, land of lovers and linguine. The first week, I will hike the Dolomite mountains with my friend, Debbie, then will meander on my own for a few days (location TBD at this point), then spend a week at a yoga retreat. I’ll round the trip out by connecting again with Debbie (and a friend of hers) as well as Cordula, my long-time friend from Germany in Venice for a few days. Whew! What a trip. And so as the clock ticks, I make packing lists of what essentials to fit in…