Sorrento, Italy
One of the most admirable things about the French culture is how seriously they take their vacations. Every July shops (mega chains and the tiniest of hand curated boutiques) hold massive sales of sandals, ethereal dresses, espadrils and nautically stripped swim suits in preparation for les vacances. Summer magazines are eerily uniform in their cover choice (beautiful girls in swimsuits) and are teeming with articles on how to prepare your self (mind body soul and hair) for the upcoming vacation. Despite coming from 6 months of balmy heat in Bali even I am whipped into a frenzy of vacation envy. I recently stumbled on this site for finding boutique hotels and the Italian coast looks spectacular...
