The Coffee City of Italy

Two and a half hours after taking a bus ride from Venice and sleepy against the pleasant and monotonous pastoral background of northern Italy, I stood at the door of a three-story hotel in Trieste with my suitcase. "Trieste? What kind of shithole is this? " Before leaving, a friend asked. The same confusion and prejudice appeared in 1806, when the French writer Chateaubrion came here with a long sigh and said, "take one last breath of civilization and set foot in the wilderness." Indeed, when it comes to Italy, there are many reasons to miss it, but it won't fall on Trieste unless you've been here.

The city of coffee

The inn is located by the sea, pushing open the door of the terrace, the Adriatic sea breeze is blowing, the reef is standing, and the water is blue. However, if you naturally hope that there are still some beautiful, romantic and gentle feelings that belong to the seaside, I'm sorry, this really doesn't.

Although in terms of territory, Trieste belongs to hot Italy, but most of it is surrounded by Slavic countries: five miles from the city center you will reach Slovenia; ten miles to Croatia; and a day's drive to Serbia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Hungary. Trieste has been the territory of Austria-Hungary since the middle of the 19th century and was the third largest city of Austria-Hungary after Vienna and Prague.

After World War I, the Austro-Hungarian Empire collapsed and Trieste became a pearl in Italian boots. But under the prestigious names of Rome, Florence, Venice and Milan, the pearl is quiet and lonely. According to the results of a survey in 1999, about 70% of Italians did not know that there was such a city within the border. However, over the past decade, the city seems to have a bit of a high profile, with its most recent reputation coming from 2006, when it was named "the most livable city in Italy" on the grounds of mild climate, beautiful scenery, simple folkways and clean city appearance. But think about it: do the Italians who love food, opera, art, women, speak loudly, speak freely, and go wherever they go? do they really care about the simplicity of folkways and the cleanliness of the city? Trieste's honor is clearly international rather than Italian. As Ferrari, a dark-haired beauty from Rome, commented: "Trieste is lovely, but not Italian."

In June, Trieste is like a reserved lady in the 19th century, with sunshine, but only a little; clouds, but only a little; wind is a little; rain is a little; it is neither less nor less for you to wear more, nor without an umbrella. I'm sure if you ask for a kiss on the back of Triaster's hand, it's just a short finger.