Lake Garda and me, that’s a story of memories; about friendship, love and most important: family. Returning to this region is a trip back to the deepest but brightest corners of my childhood. Even though I am always getting a wee nostalgic, it’s basically all about having a fucking blast. And yes, we had a blast! Lake Garda holidays are kinda a safe bet. I spent a fair amount of time during our vacation planning my future blog post about Lake Garda. Well… to the point of getting a teeny tiny bit maniac about “doing stuff” cause ffs I gotta write about it! After some research I enthusiastically threw in…

.Since weeks I feel the excitement growing in me, slowly but at a steady pace. Only a few days to come until we pack up the car, get the kids and drive direction south. Going on vacation is always very exciting for me. Often to the extend that anxiousness predominates the departure day and leaves me toying with the idea to simply stay at home. This year we will spent our summer vacation in northern Italy, at the Garda Lake. It’s rather unusual for me to write a pre-vacation post, yet it feels only appropriate to dedicate a post of its own to this story. Back to where it began…