Three years ago, it was sunny. I remember. It was sunny but it was also colder than it is now. Three years ago, it was a Sunday. I remember. I remember because he suggested that we climb the Vittoriano and take a look at Rome. The monument goes by many names: Vittoriano, Vittorio Emmanuele II, Alatare […]
16
Feb
Feb
Vino! Litro – 2 Euro! Finding a local vino sfuso shop was an epiphany. I was living in San Lorenzo, Rome’s concentrated student quarter, so such shops were not difficult to come by. You could bring your own bottle, or opt for a plastic container on site and then select your desired vintage from a […]
13
Feb
Feb
Breakfast Eggs Benedict at Le Coq & Le Burg Cute interior serving, as the name suggests, eggs and hamburgers. Lunch The best meal of the trip was at Café de l’Academia. For 10 euro you can sidle up to the bar for a salad, the plate of the day and dessert. If you […]
07
Feb
Feb
I can’t wait to go back.
26
Jan
Jan
The house is in shambles. I ping pong from one project to the next, dropping whatever I am doing as soon as I notice a potentially more pressing task sitting across the room. Nothing is done. Everything is everywhere. We are moving. Again. It’s a happy move. It’s an impulsive move. A move undertaken due […]
20
Jan
Jan
Roman rain is dreary in January, which is why we escaped to slightly-warmer Spain over the weekend. The Barcelona jaunt was short lived and being back in the land of unpredictable downpours and unreliable transport has me longing for summer in Tuscany. Rome is photogenic if you get below its chaotic facade, but Tuscany is […]
13
Jan
Jan
La bella vita T contacted me the other day, subject: I NEED HELP. Now, I don’t claim to have all the answers about making your dreams come true in Italy, but the tone of her email made me remember what is was like to be standing on the abyss of a move. You don’t know […]
05
Jan
Jan
I am a few days tardier than those devoted souls known as ‘good bloggers,’ but it is finally the weekend. As I sit here with one too many espressi coursing through my veins, and a brief but furious downpour outside, I am trying to sketch out how I want to shape 2014. (New Year’s Eve […]