Bella Italia

Do you know the land where the lemons bloom? In the dark foliage the golden oranges glow, A gentle breeze blows from the blue sky, The myrtle stands still and the laurel stands high, Do you know it? There, there, I'd like to go with you, my love. - But do not travel in early August, when you are roasted in the sun by day and eaten by fleas at night. Also, my dear reader, I advise you not to travel from Verona to Milan by mail coach. So far Heinrich Heine and of course - Goethe. Italy, always a place of longing of the Germans, until today their most visited holiday country, was in the 18th and 19th century, even at the beginning of the 20th century, probably the most important station of the Grand Tour: After having completed their education, people used to set off to educate themselves, but not least also to sow their wild oats. An illustrious travel company from the famous.