Exploring the Dolomites: Southern Alps

Usually I’m not particularly fond of snow; growing up with harsh winters makes me crave a warmer climate, however, this trip had me looking at the snow in awe. Lately, the world has been showing me how admirable every climate and situation can be.

I’ve always wanted to see mountains. I’ve seen a few small ones here and there but nothing like this… The photos I’ve seen online couldn’t prepare me for the view I got to see with my own eyes and that overwhelming sensation of happiness that came with the thoughts of, “is this real life?”

First of all, let me just say that I NEVER would have gone here if I hadn’t of known of another American was au pairing in the small town of Soraga, which has a population of just over 700 people. This is not a place that many people go when they decide to explore Italy. Unless you happen to be a skier or snowboarder the odds of this being on your itinerary are slim but after this post you may reconsider and want to make this stop.

My train zigzagged it’s way though the land; Fields and the green landscape began to get more hilly until it had evolved into cliffs with occasional villages situated among the lowermost part of the landscape. The train continued to climb up until mountains were revealed, peaking out from behind the large hills we were passing. While the ground I was currently looking at hadn’t had even the slightest sign of snow, the mountains we’re white and the tips of some couldn’t be seen because they were poking into the clouds; those mountains were my destination.

My train arrived in Bolzano, but I would still have to take a bus another hour actually up into the mountains. My driver seemed to have no fear while he drove along the cliffs: something that I’m no used to. I was low key slightly freaked out while looking at the edge. The ground turned into snow and in no time I was in a small village situated in a valley among all the southern alps.Soraga, ItalyI met with Tiffany (the other au pair) and we were off to explore together in this small skiers paradise.Soraga, ItalyThe village had a very intimate, non touristy feel. It looked like what I would imagine a small village in Switzerland to look like (not that I have ever been to Switzerland). Tiffany and I made our way through the town that she was temporarily calling home, checking out all the wonders it had to offer.

My highlight was going to Alpe Lusia and taking the skiers lift to the top. It was $16.50 for the pass but well worth it in the end. We went all the way up to the top of this ski mountain and were greeted with an amazing view of everything surrounding us. I was in awe and am so happy that I had a friend to experience this feeling with. Alpe LusiaI literally jumped for joy; I was so happy to finally see something like this. We got our photos but also took the time to put away our technology and let it soak in that we were seeing this in person. I think that is one thing that a lot of people forget to do. While the photos are great and are an awesome way to look back on travels, so many people are often too consumed with getting photos that they forget to live in the moment. Looking around, all the skiers were doing real activities outside of snapchatting and instagraming everything around them. Alpe Lusia, ItalyOur time went by too quick. My feet were getting cold and soon we had to make our descent back down the mountain to catch the last bus of the day back to our village.

When back in Soraga we decided to go out to the small local pubs of Canazei. All the younger foreigners were out to grab drinks and dance after a long day of skiing. We were even able to talk with others who knew some english. It’s things like this that often remind me of how fortunate I am to be a native english speaker.

I was sad when my time here was up and I had to head to my away from home but left knowing that I had managed to find an overlooked and intimate destination of Italy. My favorite part about this village is the fact that it’s undiscovered by most tourists. I was able to walk around without being greeted by men selling selfie sticks and tourists snapping photos of everything. The people that were here were mainly here to ski so it was a completely different atmosphere from the rest of Italy. Soraga, Italy

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