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Buzz... you're channeling your inner mod, inner Audrey Hepburn (or inner whoever-you-want). What matters is that you are free as a bird, because you're straddling a Vespa (Italian for wasp, naturally) with the wind in your hair, buzzing around this ancient frenetic hive. AutoEurope has enabled this flight of fancy; you can now rent your very own Vespa in Rome (and several other Italian cities). Reenact that iconic Roman Holiday ride or just zip around the city aimlessly contributing to the soundtrack of Roman street life. If you prefer a guided tour, Vintage Tours of Rome will take you wherever you want to go on a circa 1960s scooter.
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Experienced travelers balk at the thought of trekking through a hot, dusty, tourist-ridden Rome during the peak summer months. But, just as the beauty of Rome is not only its history and its (freaking unbelievably good) food, nor is a summertime visit simply a nightmare of long lines, crumbled maps, and empty water bottles. If the Villa Borghese is on your itinerary—and, it should be!—make your reservation for late morning, and arrive at the park about two hours prior. You'll enter a lush, cool, green world completely devoid of tourists, and the manic joggers you dodge in parks back home. Traffic sounds are replaced by chirping birds and the occasional whinnying horse from the Galoppatoio. Sit on a bench and ponder this oasis, and then feast your eyes on some of Caravaggio's finest works at the Galleria. You'll exit the park rested, relaxed, and ready to brave a day fighting the crowds.
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Exhaling, you can almost see condensation from your breath linger in the humid climate. No matter. You’re not here to worry about the heat; you’re here to eat delicious gelato in the shade of the Pantheon. Surrounding you are travelers from all over, and despite the crowd, it is a peaceful place. They, too, are looking in awe at 2000 years of history in a massive domed building. As you lick your gelato—from Della Palma or San Crispino—you ponder the words on the façade: M•AGRIPPA•L•F•COS•TERTIVM•FECIT. Meaningless to those not versed in Latin, but you laugh as you already know it means: “Marcus Agrippa, son of Lucius, Consul for the third time, built this.” Even when the last lick of gelato is gone, hours can be spent people watching, listening to the gentle splashing of water from the fountain, and realizing that these moments in front of a Pantheon are only a blip compared to its long history.
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Your ancestors may have come here, too. The cavernous Great Hall is emptier than it was in their time, and most of the benches they huddled on nervously are gone. But the exam rooms are there, with the scary doctors’ tools and bewildering literacy tests they faced, and the currency they traded for their first-ever United States dollars. The impossibly tiny dorms are also there, where they may have waited on a sick child quarantined in the hospital or added to the Babel of graffiti on the walls. If you’re American with late 19th- or early 20th-century immigrant roots, someone in your family made it through Ellis Island or some place like it—and seeing just what that took is humbling.
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The ocean is battering your kayak, wanting you to flip over into the foamy blue water. All you can hear are the waves loudly crashing onto the sharp, rocky coastline. The steep, fin-shaped walls extending down from the cliffs offer no refuge. But then, there it is, hidden in the shadows: a sea cave, where it's calm and protected, and with an opening where the sun's rays shine in. Gliding your kayak inside, the panic subsides as your muscles and claw-like fingers regain strength. An outfitter like Kayak Kauai can guide you to one of these natural lava-rock chambers. Queen's Pond is a favorite and lies near the halfway point of the 17-mile Na Pali coastline on northern Kauai Island.
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From the Waipi‘o Valley lookout, the view of verdant cliffs and waterfalls seems too paradisiacal to be real. From this vantage point, you see your destination: a black sand beach where wild horses are said to run free. The hike down takes about 30 minutes, and even longer to trek back up, which means that when you reach this stretch of soft sand, you are likely to be alone, with hopeful anticipation that an equine inhabitant will come out of its forested hideaway to greet you.
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The ocean is battering your kayak, wanting you to flip over into the foamy blue water. All you can hear are the waves loudly crashing onto the sharp, rocky coastline. The steep, fin-shaped walls extending down from the cliffs offer no refuge. But then, there it is, hidden in the shadows: a sea cave, where it's calm and protected, and with an opening where the sun's rays shine in. Gliding your kayak inside, the panic subsides as your muscles and claw-like fingers regain strength. An outfitter like Kayak Kauai can guide you to one of these natural lava-rock chambers. Queen's Pond is a favorite and lies near the halfway point of the 17-mile Na Pali coastline on northern Kauai Island.
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