Back in April I did this thing called “travelling”. Living in a different country from the rest of my family usually means that flights are for going back home for the holidays, so the act of travelling has actually become a bit banal. Whenever I fly, I fly to the same places. This time, however, I managed to make a two-week detour to the Italian Alps. Specifically, I went to a region called South Tyrol (Südtirol in German; Alto Adige in Italian). Continue reading