published by Skimbaco Lifestyle
The air was misty and cool. It was the kind of fresh that you can only get when you're over 4,000 feet in altitude. The colors of autumn trees danced vibrantly under the shadows of the Dolomite mountains as we climbed higher, hoping to reach the place where clouds and trail meet. For my friends Charlie Tessari and Sylvia Bassini waking up to these strikingly beautiful mountains was normal. To me it was fantasy.
As we climbed closer and closer to the Austrian boarder, Charlie pointed out the old ruins from the first World War. There, Italian soldiers took shelter in caverns carved out of the mountains for two years. These men survived some of the coldest winters in Italian history. I had to see them. Despite his better judgement, I convinced Charlie to cross the snow-covered cliffs and reach the ruins. Our risk was worth the reward.
The next day we spent visiting the town. Located in the Italian region of Veneto, Sappada is made up of small aesthetically pleasing wooden cabins that date back to the mid 18th century. They have been built so meticulously that they are still fully intact despite their age. In the spring and summer, there are flower competitions where families cover the outside of their Austrian inspired homes so high it is impossible to see the windows.
Male figures made from hay serenade their counterparts on every balcony. During the winter, logs are pilled up in uniform order to help insulate the homes and nativity houses are placed along a path toward the church for Christmas. While getting to Sappada proved to be a little difficult (I had to take 5 trains and 2 bus rides people!), seeing everything with a local family was completely worth the trip.