O, Toscana

Honestly, I didn’t want to love Tuscany. I wanted it to remain this Hollywood fetish-ized promised land for middle age divorcees. But I couldn’t help it. There is no choice but to love Tuscany. There is no way to describe the feeling Tuscany evokes other than love. Good food. Spectacular wine. Breathtaking views. History, art.… Continue reading O, Toscana

Florence, Italy

So, I had to go to Florence last month. How could I not? Everyone who has been to Florence loves it. It’s beautiful, they say. There’s so much to see, they say. “The art!” “David!” I couldn’t tolerate a lifetime of admitting, “No, I didn’t make it to Florence when we lived a few hours… Continue reading Florence, Italy

Traveling Solo

The weekend after Easter I visited Florence by myself. Alone. Solo. Party of one. It wasn’t my first time traveling alone, so I knew I could overcome all the pre-trip jitters: worries about safety, anxiety about missing trains and getting lost, uncertainty about dining alone. Time has proven that all those unknowns and What Ifs… Continue reading Traveling Solo

Bergamo, Italy

We’re very close to recovered from the bewildering experience of moving overseas (for the second time in a year). Our home is feeling like a proper home. We’re starting to run into people we know while we’re out and about. I know which grocery stores will have what I’m looking for. It feels like we are settled… Continue reading Bergamo, Italy

Festa di Sant’Antonio alla Motta Varese

I dropped the ball on making a reservation for our Saturday night date. Fancy didn’t appeal to me, and I kind of liked the idea of stumbling into some place unexpected. We were turned away from three different restaurants before I suspected that something big was afoot. We made our way toward the new sushi place, which was… Continue reading Festa di Sant’Antonio alla Motta Varese

Funivie del Lago Maggiore

Have you ever agreed to do something that you realize is insane only once it’s far too late? That happened to me this weekend, as I clung to my toddler inside a bucket that dangled from a cable over a mountain at Funivie del Lago Maggiore. It was the price to pay for not wanting… Continue reading Funivie del Lago Maggiore

A Day in Switzerland

Our drive to Switzerland is shorter than our drive to Milan. We decided to make a quick family day of Lugano-Paradiso after the internet told us we could find a funicular with a spectacular view. That research did not reveal that said funicular – all of them, really – is closed for the season. So… Continue reading A Day in Switzerland

Missed Messages

Today I had planned to meet some kind strangers from the internet to try rowing. (This is part of my strategy for making non-American friends. It will be fine.) Then the kids put up a fight about getting to school. Then my phone stopped receiving text messages or an internet signal, and there I was, late,… Continue reading Missed Messages

That Time We Went to Pompeii

Every now and then we take a trip that we walk away from knowing, deep down, that will always and forever be remembered as “that time we went” there. These are times that our experience was such a sh!tshow that we’ll laugh at our trip for the rest of our lives. (See also: That Time We… Continue reading That Time We Went to Pompeii