When I Wake: An Italian Travel Planner’s Reflection on Italy During Quarantine

Cassandra Santoro is the CEO and Founder of Travel Italian Style. As a personal trip planner, she has visited all 20 Regions of Italy. Cassandra also spends six months each year traveling the country. Her focus is to find inspiring and real experiences – she also specializes in heritage trips! Today, she’s sharing with us a reflection of life in Italy through grateful eyes amidst this coronavirus lockdown. She’s also a member of the NYC Chapter of The Nomadic Network.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro A day trip to Sorrento red dress

For fourteen years, I have been either traveling, working, and/or living in Italy. The highlight has been the past five years of owning my own travel company, Travel Italian Style, and living a split life between Italy and NYC (six months and six months exactly).

However, four of those five years, I allowed the pressure of my work, social media, and competition to get in my head. Every day was about to go, go, go, instead of taking the time to appreciate that I created my dream job (Travel Italian Style) and that I was living between two places I believed were the most beautiful in the world, New York City and Italy.

travel community member cassandra santoro Amalfi Views

I was planning to return to Italy on May 15, 2020.  Except, I am sure you can relate when I say, thanks to COVID-19, the universe decided it had other plans for my life. Right now, I am not currently in New York City nor Italy. I am living in the guest room of my mother’s home on Long Island. Yes, I am sad not to be traveling, and I am discouraged about my business. But right now, I understand the priority is not sacrificing my health or the health of others at this time.

Nonetheless, I will say bluntly, it sucks.

During the quarantine, I haven’t picked up cooking or baking bread. I haven’t started a work out channel or read four novels. Instead, I have sat still for the first time in a long time.

I have also been going through my 1,000+ iPhone photos and reflecting on the moments I loved the most. Most of these memories are simple everyday occurrences. I realized I miss the calming distant sounds of the sea outside my apartment rental in Amalfi and the clinging of the restaurant’s glasses below. I miss the lingering conversations from the local signore and the children playing soccer in the piazza. I miss the everyday cultural lessons and warm Italian embrace.

travel community member cassandra santoro at a typical Festival on the Amalfi Coast celebrating the dance in italy

I hope to be traveling again sooner than later. In the meantime, I have recreated one of my typical Italian morning scenes. I am using this as a constant reminder of how lucky I am to have the opportunity to travel. I also will be reminding myself that while hard work pays off, it’s ok to sit back every once in a while and enjoy la dolce vita too.

Grazie and I hope to see you one day in Italia.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro eating dessert at a local caffe on the Amalfi Coast

When I wake, I want to hear the barking dog, the ringing of the church bells, and my neighbors yelling at one another in their Neapolitan dialect. I won’t even mind if they make extra noise, banging their pots and pans as they sometimes do. As long as I feel I am there, but not right there where they are standing. You see, the husband is usually yelling from outside on their balcony where he stands almost entirely naked, except that area covered by his white Jockey briefs.

When I wake, I will not open my eyes right away. Instead, I will stretch my arms out wide and savor every second of the one beam of sunlight shining through my narrow door. I know, I know. In the past, I complained about the lack of light that comes through that slim opening. But today I will see that sunray for what it is, a tiny golden treasure.

travel community member travel cassandra santoro Piazza in Amalfi Italy afternoon

I will take in all the daily aromas around me: the fresh buttery cornetti baking downstairs in the local shop, the lavender laundry detergent creeping up through the wind-blown-blue sheets hanging below my window, and even the smoky dust from the construction of the apartment across from mine.

When I wake, I am not going to check my email right away. It can wait. My ciao’s to Signoria Martini are going to be my priority. She may go on to complain about her son-in-law (Man in the White Jockey Briefs), but that will be ok. I know she likes to get her problems off her chest and appreciate the company.

travel community member cassandra santoro Ravello Italy stone busts

In fact, I will rearrange my schedule to give her more of my day to chat. I will start by setting the alarm for 6:30am, just like I used to. I will watch the sunrise while going for a run or practicing yoga. When I come back, I will not feel rushed and can finally devote a full twenty minutes to Signoria Martini.  Yes, that is what I will do!

travel community member cassandra santoro brushcetta closeup

Next, it will be a walk to the caffe in Amalfi. I’ll allow myself extra time for this as well. Then I will capture the scenes that usually pass me by, especially those of the gleaming Italian sea and the Vespa’s riding through the fresh, salty breeze. And on this beautiful morning, instead of throwing on a pair of jean shorts, I will put on a flowy summer dress, one with designs that coordinate with the multi-colored-pastel-painted buildings lining the streets.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro amalfi

When I get to the bar, it will be as if COVID-19 never happened. No social-distancing here. Today I won’t mind fighting through the typical chaotic crowd, even if I receive an accidental elbow to the face as I make my way to counter. That’s because I will be grateful that Leo, the barista, will have my caffe macchiato ready for me upon arrival. Behind him will be the cheerful Lena in her white pastry chef hat and black apron. She will be preparing for me a warm brioche filled with the fruit of my choice.

Frutti di bosco,” I will mouth to her from a distance.

She will respond with a kind smile and nod, letting me know she understood my order. The locals and tourists will continue to push their way through for Leo and Lena’s attention, but I won’t notice. Because I will too busy savoring each bite of my breakfast and every sip of my coffee, nothing will faze me.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro vinyard views from a Local Hike on the Amalfi Coast

Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong. I hear the church bells. It’s time to get out of bed, but I won’t open my eyes. I saw the disappointment of Cinderella when the clock struck midnight in that fairytale, and I won’t let the same happen to me.

If I wake up, I will understand the reality; those bells will be coming from the church on the corner of Smith Avenue in New York, not Atrani, Italy. There will be no Man in the White Jockey Briefs, no Signoria Martini, no smells of cornetti, laundry, or the breakfast that Leo and Lena had just presented me. It will instead be the sound of CNN and the smell of burnt toast coming from the kitchen downstairs.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro at home in Atrani Italy yellow jacket

For this reason, I will keep my eyes closed and yell to  “Alexa” to play Pavarotti’s ‘O Sole Mio. Then I will also ask her nicely to wake me up when they announce that the borders are open for Europe once again. Until then, I will rest easy because stillness is my only escape.

travel community member travel italian style founder cassandra santoro blue sunset during a local festival on the Amalfi Coast

About Cassandra

Cassandra Santoro is the CEO and Founder of Travel Italian Style. As a personal trip planner, she has visited all 20 Regions of Italy. Cassandra also spends six months each year traveling the country. Her focus is to find inspiring and real experiences. She also leads motivational talks in hopes to inspire others on their journey. Her highlight appearance was being a speaker in Germany for TEDx DHBW Mannheim. Cassandra currently lives between NY and Italy. Follow her gorgeous adventures of life between two countries on her Travel Italian Style Instagram account.

2 thoughts on “When I Wake: An Italian Travel Planner’s Reflection on Italy During Quarantine”

  1. Such a lovely commentary… so appreciated at this time. I could smell the coffee, see the characters the fill your Italian life. But please, no more barking dog. Lol. Ciao Bella!

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