The Post in Which I Travel and Eat and Travel and Eat

It turns out I don’t speak Turkish. Not a word. Instead, whenever somebody does something I say danke, which makes no sense at all, because I don’t actually speak German either, and there’s a high likelihood neither of us does. The end result is I’m trying to say “thank you” in a language nobody speaks. […]

The Wrong Trip

I shouldn’t be here right now. Really, I shouldn’t. If things had gone as planned, right now I would be wrapping up a trip to Paris, probably having a delicious dinner somewhere, preparing for a flight home. But the school schedule intervened, so my colleagues asked me to move my vacation in order to accommodate […]

Another Missing Post

Well my friends, I’ve apparently become a lazy blogger. Once again, I missed the final day and voyage home, so here goes: The next morning we got up well before first light, and the hotel called us a taxi to take us to the airport. The taxi driver wasn’t quite right, fancying himself a […]

The Post In Which I Watch Italian Infomercials

This is it, my friends, the last day of this voyage, and we started with no set agenda or schedule, so slept in a touch longer before breaking our nightly fast. When our morning meal was done we returned to our room where, out the window, the world had become saturated. I haven’t spoken much […]

Boy Is That Beautiful! Next!

A few missions for today: First to the Academia, where Michelangelo’s David is housed. The last time I was here was at the end of April many years ago, and at the time the lines were excruciatingly long and there was barely room in the museum to breathe, so this time I bought tickets ahead […]

On Into Tuscany

We left Bologna today, heading south. Sometimes when I travel I have a plan that I mostly stick with, whereas other times I find unexpected things to do along the way. When I travel with friends, this happens more often, and in this case D had heard about the Ducati factory just outside of Bologna. […]