Into the Mezzogiorno

We pressed on through the lonely streets of Brindisi, the noon hour approaching, the sun high in the sky, and I wouldn’t stop, driven maniacally forward on my mission. The variegated pavers passed below our sore feet in alternating hues, ranging from glistening white marble, to cracking aged stone, to black rock. At intervals the […]

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Trying to Talk Local

My hotel room is bad. It’s right over the kitchen, and at night I can hear them washing dishes and in the morning I hear loud banging noises. It is very frustrating. I told the receptionist this evening immediately upon returning, and she told me she couldn’t do anything because I hadn’t complained first thing […]

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Trying to Look Local

Conference day, so not much to blog about. Oh – except V is here. She did her fellowship with us and it is great to spend some time with her. She is awesome! I spent all day in lecture, and I have to admit that it is sometimes difficult to go to meetings halfway around […]

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