Dinner On Our Hotel Balcony, Amalfi

18th Jun, 2014

The evening after you get back from Ravello, and your cab driver has just ripped you off to the tune of 20 euros, you will not feel much like spending…

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The Cemetery in Amalfi: A First Failed...

5th Jun, 2014

  Honestly, if I think about it, it’s a miracle Rand and I end up anywhere. Because so many of our outings are just disastrous. Rand will get it into…

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The Castle That I Don’t Remember

29th May, 2014

Going to the castle made me sad. Not because I didn’t have fun. I had a lovely time. But I knew it was all going to be over soon. My…

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Warning Signs in Italy

27th May, 2014

My family has trouble following directions. I’m not entirely sure if it’s a my family thing, or an Italian thing. Sometimes it’s hard to tell.   Like┬átheir total disregard for…

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The Archaeologists in My Aunt’s...

22nd May, 2014

I wish I had taken more photos of the archaeologists in my aunt’s yard, but I was too busy marveling at the fact that there were archaeologists in my aunt’s…

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Marciano, My Second Cousin, and The One...

21st May, 2014

Yesterday, I may have exaggerated slightly when I said that I found my aunt’s home all by myself. I was caught up in the poetry of it, of the idea…

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In Frigento, Behind the Green Door

20th May, 2014

  “What’s the address?” Rand asked. I shrugged. “No idea.” “Is it on this street?” “I think so? The door is green.” (I feel it pertinent to note that nearly…

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Finding Frigento (or How GPS in Southern...

13th May, 2014

Our plane landed in Naples just as the sun started to set. Vesuvius loomed over the city as we sped out of town, the volcano turning deeper and deeper shades…

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Quote from The Bartender’s Tale

9th May, 2014

I finished The Bartender’s Tale on the flight to Germany, at some nameless hour high above the North Pole. I decided to leave it with my dad, but there was…

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