A Calabrian summer night dream

When I went to Rome this March, I didn’t think that it would only take me a bit more than three months to be back in Italy again. But sometimes unexpected things happen, like being invited to a wedding in Italy. Or better said to Esra’s and Sean’s special day in Calabria. 

Thus, Sunday morning, I hopped on a plane to Calabria and arrived almost in time at Lamezia Terme. Esra picked me up at the airport to take me to the little town of Pizzo. Once there, she dropped me off at the apartment where her friends Burcu, Mehtap, Örge, Cigdem, and Sibel were staying. Together, we went to Tropea, about half an hour from Pizzo, and spent the afternoon there, eating pizza, strolling across the town, and sunbathing at the beach. In the evening, we headed back to Pizzo and had a fun little garden party with the bride-to-be at our apartment.

Monday morning, we left Pizzo then and went on a 1.5-hour bus ride to the wedding location, Villa Caristo. Because today was finally the day. Once there, we checked into our rooms and then spent the afternoon drinking champagne, taking lots of pictures and then getting dressed for the most important part of the day. The ceremony started at 7 p.m. and was held in Italian and English because the guest list was pretty international.

After the ceremony, there was a reception with aperitivo and appetizers, followed by an amazing dinner in the most beautiful setting. Around midnight it was then time to get the party started. But beforehand, the married couple still had to cut the wedding cake. And as the wedding cake wouldn’t have been enough, there was also a big dessert buffet – including all those delicious Italian sweet treats. So, after we finally finished eating, we had the best time on the dance floor and partied until the early morning hours.

As we went to bed quite late, we slept in the next day. Yet, after breakfast, we had to say goodbye to Esra and Sean and leave the most amazing wedding location. So, Burcu, Mehtap, Cigdem, and I went to Lamezia, where we took the train to Naples. And while Burcu had to go to Turkey, Mehtap, Cigdem, and I had some more days left under the Italian sun. But that’s another story!

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