The first time I went to Italy I went for 3 weeks, and I had a lot of fun. It wasn’t just my family who went, we also went with my grandma. Since we weren’t just visiting 1 place, we were driving all around Italy, we had to rent an old-style VolksWagen van. It really was quite comical, especially because it was a manual, like most cars in Europe. So, my dad was not only driving a manual, which he doesn’t usually do as our car is automatic, but he’s also driving an 8-person massive van, on Italian roads and European traffic, and some places we stayed, we had to drive up or down really steep turns and stuff, so sometimes my dad had to do the drive forward, then reverse, then drive forward again. We went to a small town on the top of a mountain in Florence, we went to a city in Tuscany, we went to Milan, then a more central city in Florence, Venice, Napoli, and then we went to my favourite place in the whole trip: A house in the middle of nowhere in Tuscany, it might not sound good, but the AirBnB we had had wild fruit plants near, it had a ping-pong table, a pool, and dogs we could play around with. And we weren’t exactly in the middle of nowhere, but we were 15 minutes away from the nearest town. It was so hot especially while we were at the house, and there nothing like sitting in a pool in the backyard of a house in the middle of nowhere in the valley of Tuscany, while watching the Tuscan sunset. We finished it off in Rome, and we took a very scenic photo in front of the Colosseum on our last night, then I flied home.