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….
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…
Barring my Grandmother, my Aunt Hélène is by far the most generous person in my life. As she has told me often, giving is her greatest joy, and to gift…
This will be an exercise in memory. In the first years of my childhood, my parents often took my sister and I travelling around the Provence, mostly choosing sleepy towns…
Most people say to believe in mythical creatures is a children’s game. They insist the strange characters and colourful souls from folklore tales and old legends are just that, figments…
I am greeted by my Italian girlfriend wearing her khaki skirt over a pair of black leather boots, matched by a silky black top and her lovely curls. Nearly mute…
For one month and a half, Indi, my girlfriend, and I, will be separated by a handful of national borders, the towering Alps, and most crucially, our exams. She has…
I have quite a peculiar friend. Perhaps, me being who I am, that is not surprising. Still, this one is remarkable. Three years ago we met in class, where he…
This one will be a bit different. No diary, I just intend to write down some memories and impressions that went through my mind the past months. Of course we…
I would be surprised if it’s common to people my age, celebrating a best friendship that has lasted without interruption for ten heartfelt years. My first weeks in highschool were…