<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Destinations on Sunday Evening Review</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/destinations/</link><description>Recent content in Destinations on Sunday Evening Review</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 15 May 2026 06:00:00 -0500</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://sundayeveningreview.com/tags/destinations/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Best Places to Travel in Italy: A Practical Guide for the Unhurried</title><link>https://sundayeveningreview.com/living/best-places-to-travel-in-italy/</link><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2026 06:00:00 -0500</pubDate><guid>https://sundayeveningreview.com/living/best-places-to-travel-in-italy/</guid><description>&lt;p>I have been going to Italy since 1986, when I flew into Rome on assignment for a magazine that no longer exists and spent a week eating food I couldn&amp;rsquo;t afford on a per diem that assumed I&amp;rsquo;d eat at the hotel. I didn&amp;rsquo;t eat at the hotel. I ate at a trattoria in Trastevere where a woman named Maria served cacio e pepe in a bowl the size of my head and charged me the equivalent of four dollars. I went back three more times that week. On the last night she brought me a glass of limoncello without my asking and patted my hand. That was my introduction to Italy, and nothing since has contradicted it.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>