I’m going to leave my home. Today is the day. Most likely never to return.  I will miss playing cards at the kitchen table. Indi taught us one of her…

Two weeks ago I had the great fortune to travel around Northern England with a friend of mine. He had just returned from his second semester in Cairo, studying Arabic,…

And now the news, both good, and less so. In one week, I’m set to leave home for about a year, transplanted from Europe to Asia. However, in that time,…

Lest I forget the nights spent awake late, far too late, gathered around a crackling fire far out in the garden where the wifi connection breaks and hampers the flow…

After twenty years of collecting miscellaneous memories in disparate spots and stringing them together into a vibrant tapestry of youth, the parental house will be sold, cardboard boxes abound around…

Padova boasts an ancient history, tracing a continuous line from nebulous mythology, stringing Roman and Byzantine beads along its course right up until the Italian present. Decorative footprints of these…

We live in a hole in a sandstone cliff, carved by unknown hands, listening to some music after lunch, hiding there from the sun, and looking out over the sea….

Versione in Italiano sotto Step 1: Arrival Zia Laura and Zio Fabio live atop a Tuscan hill overlooking hundreds of neat and verdant vineyard lines under an eternally blue sky….

The day is hot as the sun warms the golden fields of Tuscany. We enjoy the lack of humidity we suffered in Venice, making the summer here less stuffy and…

I will tell you two short anecdotes from a recent trip to Andalucia. It is, more or less, the most southerly part of Europe, at least of the mainland, and…