Saturday, March 26, 2011

The Pringles Ciao Down in Italia

Spring Break 2011 was one for the books.  Amazing new sights, ample time with the family, and of course several fabulous meals.  Doesn’t get much better than that. 

The story begins in Rome.  By some incredible coincidence, my brother Oliver’s high school choir trip was to Italy this year, and it overlapped with my spring break!  So I was able to spend the first part of my break in Rome with the BHS Choir.  And thanks to the insistence of my legendary ex-director, Nancie Tobison, I even got to relive my glory days by performing with the community choir since they were singing songs that I had performed in high school and could still remember…for the most part.  We sang in a friendship festival featuring four American choirs and three Italian choirs.  The performance was held at Castel Gandolfo, a small town in the beautiful castle region outside Rome where the Pope resides during the summertime.  Although we did a fair amount of performing, I still got to see the sights in Rome – Colosseum, Pantheon, Trevi Fountain, Spanish Steps, Roman Forum, and the Vatican.  We also visited the lovely Tivoli Gardens at an old palace outside of Rome. 



We then said goodbye to Rome and the choir, making our way up the western coast to Vernazza, one of the five towns along the Cinque Terre.  The Cinque Terre (“Five Lands”) is a hiking trail that connects five colorful towns along the stunning Mediterranean.  The idea is to spend an entire day hiking, exploring each town before moving on to the next.  Things didn’t go exactly as we had planned, however.  After hiking the first leg, we found that some of the “easy” ocean-side trails between the towns were closed due to rain damage, so we decided to take on the “difficult” hike from Manarola (town #2) to Corniglia (town #3).  This hike took us three hours (compared to the half-hour easy path) but we agreed that the extra time and effort was totally worth it!  The trail took us way up into the mountains, giving us spectacular views of the sea and the towns below.  Eventually, after cheating and taking the train, we made it to the final town of Monterosso where we relaxed on the beach, gelato in hand.  Tough life. 




Despite the gelato, we felt we had earned our dinner that night.  We found a little restaurant in Vernazza (town #4), and in typical Pringle fashion we ordered the works.  The olive pizza was one of the best pizzas I’ve had thus far in Italy, the calamari was fantastic, and the pesto pasta was equally impressive.  Pesto actually comes from that particular region of Italy, hence the deliciousness!    

The final portion of my break was spent in Florence, showing the family around my temporary home.  I took them to all the must-see places.  In Florence, you can’t leave without doing the following: shopping around the Leather Market and Ponte Vecchio, browsing Renaissance artwork at the Uffizi and allowing yourself to be astounded by Michelangelo’s David at the Accademia, and finally visiting the Duomo (yes they still allow me back inside despite the debacle a few months back).  We walked up to the Piazzale Michelangelo, a public square with great views of the entire city.  It’s one of my favorite places in Florence.  We also did some things that I hadn’t done yet, like climbing to the top of the Duomo and walking through the Boboli Gardens behind the decadent Pitti Palace, home of the powerful Medici family during the Renaissance.  We even discovered a great rooftop cafĂ© that serves an excellent cappuccino and overlooks the Piazza della Repubblica. 

And although I took the family to my beloved panini and gelato joints, we got to try a few new restaurants for dinner, places I’d been wanting to try.  We loved Golden View for its seafood, live jazz music, and location right on the Arno River which offered dazzling views of the lit-up Ponte Vecchio.  Acqua al Due was probably our favorite, however.  We had dinner there with my roommate Leah and her family, who also happened to be visiting while mine was in town.  We tried the famous blueberry steak, but I preferred the pasta sampler, an assortment of FIVE different small pasta dishes each of which is selected daily by the chef.  Heavenly.  Actually that word – heavenly – is a pretty good description of my break.  A typical study abroad spring break involves a whirlwind of travel across Europe, seeing four of five different cities in a week, checking items off a list.  Mine was Italy-based and less hectic, but I still got to see and do quite a bit.  I loved sharing this amazing experience with the people I care most about.  And we certainly ate well!  The Pringles know how to make memories and how to chow down, or in this case ciao down.  I was born into the right family, that’s for sure.   

 

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Comfort Food

My trip to Scotland last weekend took me back to my roots.  Perhaps you didn’t know that the prominent Pringle clan originated in the Scottish hill country?  And maybe you are unaware that the Pringle sweater brand is famous throughout Britain today?  Well, now you know. 

Although I’ve always wanted to visit Scotland because of my family’s heritage, the main motivation behind my Scotland trip was to visit Brenna Cogswell, the girl I’ve called my best friend since the day she moved in next door when we were two years old.  Brenna is spending her entire junior year studying at St. Andrews University, something my Dad practically begged me to do as well, simply so he would have an excuse to “visit me” which would conveniently involve golfing every day.  Sorry Dad, you’ll have to settle for Italy!

Getting to Scotland was an adventure in itself.  I was a little nervous about traveling alone, especially considering the fact that I had to maneuver four different forms of transportation.  But everything went smoothly, thank God.  I even booked a long layover in Dublin so I’d have the chance to see Ireland!  I was only there long enough to do a quick bus tour of the city, but I hit all the highlights and still found time to stop in a pub for a Guinness.  Truthfully I could only finish half of my glass, that stuff is heavy! 


It wasn’t until my bus pulled into St. Andrews and I saw Brenna waiting for me that I felt I had truly found my roots.  It felt surreal being in Scotland together.  This was the girl with whom I used to spend hours playing elaborate pretend games in my backyard, but here we were in Europe having a real adventure.  Not as Simba and Nala or two lonely orphans, but as Aubrey and Brenna. 

The weekend was nothing short of fantastic.  Brenna showed me around her university (the oldest in the world) and the charming town of St. Andrews, located along the North Sea.  We re-enacted “Chariots of Fire” on the beautiful West Sands Beach and took a walk along the Old Course at sunset.  Since I come from a golfing family, it was pretty special to see such a historic course.  We also enjoyed lattes and scones at North Point; I’m told Prince William and Kate used to frequent this spot when they were students at St. Andrews.  If all this weren’t enough, Saturday night I got to go to a fancy St. Andrews Ball!  Live music and lots of dudes in kilts…recipe for a good time if you ask me!  




On Sunday Brenna and I went to the capital city of Edinburgh and spent the day exploring there.  The Edinburgh Castle was a highlight, but so was taking a coffee break at the Elephant House where J.K. Rowling wrote the first Harry Potter book (see the decorated toilet below).  Also notable was dinner, where I ate one of the best cheeseburgers I’ve ever had.  You don’t generally find burgers on the menu in Florence, so for me it was quite a treat.      


So far my time in Europe has been unforgettable, action-packed, and full of new experiences.  Living in a new city and adapting to another culture is exciting and fun, but occasionally I find myself craving the familiar and the comfortable.  Brenna and I agreed that the weekend provided us both with a healthy dose of home.  Sometimes you just need a little comfort food.