Category: Travel

  • Musings on Getting Lost

    Musings on Getting Lost

    Getting lost is a sore subject with me. I do it easily and often. It causes me anxiety.  So, what do you do when you find yourself someplace unfamiliar? What else — you get lost. There is this chocolate shop in Rome that I adore. It’s called Moriondo & Gariglio. I try to visit it every…

  • American in Roma

    American in Roma

      Having missed my annual trek to Italy in ’05, I gave myself two full weeks this year for much needed R&R in my adopted città.  So many missions: study, shop, mangia bene and explore my neighborhood. My first day in Rome, I wandered from my apartment near the Colosseum to explore another ancient site: the Roman Forum.…

  • I Miei Amici Italiani

    I Miei Amici Italiani

    My Italian Friends. Walking around the familiar cobblestone streets of Rome for the first time upon my return, I felt like I was back among old friends. Ah, Roma. I ran into these little guys in one of my favorite piazzas in Rome. They were giggling and running together around the base of a circular…

  • Bound for Rome

    Bound for Rome

    I’m heading to Rome in a few days. Some folks are begging me not to go — they claim everytime I go overseas, some calamity befalls my city. But most are happy for me. It is so hard to believe that it has been over a year since I was there. I guess I needed…

  • Venice through My Eyes (2001)

    Venice through My Eyes (2001)

    I am not the first person to write about this magical, mysterious, and dark city which I visited in my ninth week.  And though I was bowed by my own audacity, I still gave it a try. You remember that scene in “Wizard of Oz” when Dorothy steps out of the house? That is exactly…

  • Rome for Three Months, 2001: Week One

    Rome for Three Months, 2001: Week One

      That first week was a dizzying week of new discoveries, new friends, and a rare case of the event being greater than the anticipation! What a city! My tiny little room overlooks the Tiber and, once the leaves fall from the trees in front of my window, I will be able to see St. Peters…