Not in the mood for spring fati­gue? We are loo­king for a reme­dy in Italy!

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What to do about the March & April blues? Quite sim­ply: run away! Out of the no man’s land at home bet­ween rain and mud and into the ear­ly ripe sum­mer — to Ita­ly. We have four desti­na­ti­ons that have one thing in com­mon: They mira­cu­lous­ly trans­form spring tired­ness into spring fever.

When your nose drips like an old tap. When body and mind are idling. When the atmo­sphe­re com­pe­tes with the mud on the road. Then it’s here, the spring fati­gue. Only three spe­ci­fic mea­su­res can help against this: Sun, sun and sun! So off to the south! Ide­al­ly towards Ita­ly. Becau­se south of the Alps, Mother Natu­re is pre­co­cious. And when the pro­ver­bi­al April wea­ther (which usual­ly starts in March) dam­pens the mood here in the north, the purest explo­si­on of color and fra­grance is alre­a­dy on the hori­zon in the south. So if you want to swap your spring fati­gue for spring fever, tre­at yours­elf to a week in Ita­ly, hiking from Lake Gar­da to Venice or along the Rivie­ra di Levan­te through the Cin­que Terre. Or hop on a bike and pedal through Tusca­ny or over the most beau­tiful heel of the boot in the world — Apu­lia. The equa­ti­on for all the­se tours is the same: (natu­re + cul­tu­re) x dol­ce vita = spring fever.

Spring awa­ke­ning, the first: On foot from Lake Gar­da to Venice

Bel­la Ita­lia! If you cross the Bren­ner Pass — and sip your first espres­so imme­dia­te­ly after the for­mer cus­toms house — you will not only lea­ve Ger­ma­ny and Aus­tria behind you in an instant, but also the nor­t­hern Alpi­ne men­ta­li­ty. Even in Bol­za­no, but by Lake Gar­da at the very latest, even the most Ger­man of Ger­mans almost feels like a true sou­ther­ner. The ape­ri­tif is rea­dy for a (late) break­fast on the sun ter­race. Life does­n’t take place behind dus­ty curta­ins, but in the midd­le of the street. The­re is a lot of laugh­ter. And enjoy­ed life. Just “La Dol­ce Vita”.

If you want to dis­co­ver the “Ita­lia­ni­tà”, this typi­cal Ita­li­an way of life, then it’s best to set off straight away. In the truest sen­se of the word. Becau­se the best way to get to know the coun­try south of the Bren­ner Pass is on foot. Like on a hike from one Ita­li­an icon to ano­ther: from Lake Gar­da to Venice. In typi­cal sou­thern fashion, you take your time — and drift from one high­light to the next: On pil­grimage rou­tes from the edge of the lagoon to Tren­to, con­ti­nuing along the 2000-year-old Via Clau­dia through Valsug­a­na and through the almost unknown Vicen­ti­ne Alps to the sou­thern­most moun­tain bas­ti­on in the Alps, Mon­te Grap­pa. After a week of wan­der­lust, it shim­mers like an aus­pi­cious mira­ge in the crys­tal-clear spring air: La Sere­nis­si­ma. Venice. Natu­re and cul­tu­re at their best. And the epi­to­me of Italy.

Spring awa­ke­ning, the second: La Dol­ce Vita in the Cin­que Terre

Tired of win­ter? Fan­cy moun­ta­ins and the sea? Vino e Cap­puc­ci­no? Hike and won­der? Then off to Ligu­ria, at the back of Ita­ly’s boot, so to speak. “Cin­que Terre” — what an aus­pi­cious name! The five fishing vil­la­ges are pro­ba­b­ly the most pho­to­gra­phed in Ita­ly. If not world­wi­de. But the vast majo­ri­ty of Ins­ta snaps come in sum­mer, of cour­se. Now, in spring, it is the­r­e­fo­re much more plea­sant to stroll along the Rivie­ra di Levan­te and through the nar­row streets of Mon­terosso al Mare, Ver­naz­za, Cor­nig­lia, Mana­ro­la and Riomaggiore.

With Feu­er und Eis Tou­ris­tik, you hike indi­vi­du­al­ly, wit­hout a tour group, at your own pace. Evening wear is trans­por­ted from hotel to hotel. This is good for your back. And direc­tions are available in ana­log form as a map packa­ge or digi­tal­ly on your cell pho­ne. You’­re gua­ran­teed never to be stan­ding in the forest. But the best thing is that this six-stage hiking tour takes you off the bea­ten (coas­tal) path and, among other things, to a herb trail and a young, inno­va­ti­ve win­egrower. The port of Por­to­ve­ne­re looks like some­thing out of an Ita­li­an pic­tu­re book. The eight-day hiking tour ends here with a furious culina­ry fina­le. By the way: The Cin­que Terre starts at the end of February!

Spring awa­ke­ning, the third: expe­ri­en­cing Tusca­ny in the saddle

If you clo­se your eyes and think of Tusca­ny, ico­nic images come to mind: rol­ling hills with cypress ave­nues lea­ding to sta­te­ly, cen­tu­ries-old stone palaces. For many Ger­mans, Tusca­ny sym­bo­li­zes a lon­ging for the south. After the scent of Ita­ly. For joie de viv­re. After “Dol­ce far nien­te”. And after eter­nal spring. And that is pre­cis­e­ly the key­word. In spring, Tusca­ny does­n’t exact­ly wake up from hiber­na­ti­on, but from its win­ter rest. Natu­re explo­des in a sea of colors and scents, the birds whist­le the win­ter away and the locals are almost burs­t­ing with joie de vivre.

The most impres­si­ve way to expe­ri­ence the Tuscan charm offen­si­ve is in spring. And second­ly, from the bicy­cle sadd­le. Becau­se as a cyclist you have the per­fect pace. Fast enough to easi­ly cover 50 kilo­me­ters a day. But also slow enough to acti­va­te all the sen­ses. Cyclists can see, smell, hear, tas­te and feel the land­scape bet­ween Flo­rence, Sie­na and Pisa like no one else. Get to know Leo­nar­do, Goe­the and Puc­ci­ni (almost) per­so­nal­ly. And ful­fill your own per­so­nal Medi­ter­ra­ne­an spring dream during this cycling week. But bewa­re: Tusca­ny is quite (and) hilly!

Spring awa­ke­ning, the fourth: cycling through Puglia

Every child knows that Ita­ly looks like a boot when view­ed from abo­ve. But not ever­yo­ne knows what the boot heel is cal­led. Exact­ly: Apu­lia! Ear­ly in April, the Solen­to pen­in­su­la shi­nes in a sea of flowers. And the­se fra­gran­ces! Now is exact­ly the right time to say “Arri­ve­der­ci!” to the Ger­man April wea­ther and shout a spring-fresh “Ciao, Bel­la!” to the anci­ent cul­tu­ral land­scape bet­ween the Adria­tic and Ioni­an Seas. From the sadd­le of a bicycle.

The impres­si­ons along the way are sen­sa­tio­nal: viney­ards, oli­ve gro­ves and orchards line the way. You cycle along quiet cycle paths past the heri­ta­ge of the Romans, Greeks and Bour­bons. You will be ama­zed by the coni­cal buil­dings in Alber­obel­lo and the show cave cal­led “Grot­ta Zin­zu­lu­sa”. Jump into the sea at one of the many hid­den bays. And far to the west, you can watch Mount Etna on Sici­ly steam­ing away. Con­clu­si­on: This para­graph is tru­ly the most beau­tiful in the world! Even bet­ter: you don’t have to worry about any­thing. Book a hotel? Makes Feu­er und Eis. Find the best rou­te? Makes Feu­er und Eis. Sen­ding your lug­ga­ge from hotel to hotel? Makes Feu­er und Eis. You just have to cycle yours­elf — whe­ther it’s a 300-kilo­me­ter tour or a star bike tour from Alberobello.

Our top tours in Italy:

  • From Lake Gar­da to Venice
  • Stage hike in Cin­que Terre
  • Round trip in Tusca­ny
    By bike to Apulia