Citta della Pieve, Umbria. “Call me. I can do anything for you. AN-knee-theeng.” This strange man had just thrust his card in front of my face, so close that even with my reading glasses on, I had not a prayer of reading it. He had followed me through the piazza…
Check out www.onebag.com . This website has a good packing list, as does Rick Steves’ website, www.RickSteves.com . For more than a month, you may not be able to get everything in one bag, but it is a helpful place to start! And you will not lose your bag. Things…
“They are a different breed,” my friend Claire informed me.“The friendships form fast, go deep, and can get pulled up just as fast.” Expats are like dandelions. We make a wish, and the winds take us to new ground. We grow quickly on our new land. And the taproots of…
Venice, Christmas Eve You leave the grand space of San Marco’s campo, with its four horses and St. Mark’s body, clipped as goods of war, now bringing credentialization to the duomo. Walk along the water’s edge, and you’ll feel this stolen grandeur fade. Four stairs down step the platform closer…
Citta della Pieve, Hotel Vanucci. The waitress came towards us, whispering to herself under her breath so she could hold the message in English until she could spit it out to us. “Mr. Peter, I have a message from the chef for you. He said to tell you, ‘Since you…
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