Nike was smart when they launched their campaign admonishing those of us who sit far too long on our ever-expanding rear ends to “Just do It.” But when you’re someone who is more inclined to first think, then talk about what you are thinking about — like writing — then think about writing before you…
Read moreFinally, finally, all things Italy are done. The planning, the packing, the photos, the writing. And when you’ve spent the time that I have getting ready for a trip like this, there’s a kind of void after it’s over. A huge void. Kind of like the Grand Canyon. I just might be… …and I’m not…
Read moreThe train ride to Florence was easy. There were no delays, the air conditioning was refreshing, and it actually seemed as if we were really skimming along at 300 km/hr, leaving cars on the autostrade in the dust, which is saying quite a bit. We were able to look out the windows the entire time,…
Read moreThe unpleasantness of being in Naples wore off as soon as we were settled on the boat that would take us to Sorrento. Maybe it was the deep blue of the sea, or the cool breeze that refreshed our sweaty bodies. Or Vesuvius, looming in the distance, reminding us of all those history lessons delivered…
Read moreOn Sunday, the fifth day of our vacation to Italy, we were ready to leave Rome. Not so much because we were tired of being there; we’d only put a small dent in what there is to see and do. It was more because knowing the reservations at two more places had been made, and…
Read moreI’ve been sitting here most of the day, clicking through the 750 photos I took while in Italy, and it’s been a pleasant way to replay our time there which now, seems a million miles away. Funny how that works, isn’t it? I took an old-fashioned journal with me, thinking I’d write since I wouldn’t…
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