Day #10,356: Dear Rome, I really wanted to like you. You’re Rome, for goodness sake. The Eternal City! The seat of the Roman Empire! And you know how I have a soft spot for historical splendor. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what to make of you at first. You came on a little strong. The honking, […]
Day #10,354: After an 11-hr flight from San Francisco, amounts of anti-anxiety flying meds that would impress a junkie, and a steamy hot blur of a train ride from Rome, Mr. M & I found ourselves in the golden town of Sorrento on Italy’s Amalfi Coast. (“Found ourselves” meaning face-planted into bed at 8pm in […]
Although my decision-making process regarding what days to write about is generally pretty haphazard (read: non-existent… it’s a blindfold, spin, & point situation), Pope Benedict’s recent abdication had me thinking of our own visit to the Vatican City a few years ago. (It also has me wondering whether he can still insist on being addressed […]
Cinque Terre is precisely the sort of place where you’re always met with another flight of stairs leading upward and onward and somewhere beyond your line of sight (perfect for those with insatiable wanderlust, no?)… and where you eventually find yourself lost in the hillside under a huge moon listening to midnight chants at a monastery built into the cliffs.