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 […]

Down the Amalfi Coast and Beyond

We were up with the sun and the view stopped us in our tracks. The cities here hang precipitously on the sides of the mountain, seemingly defying gravity, and the dawn lit them up in shades of yellow and orange, the shadows dappled with purples, pinks, and blues. The plan for today was to drive […]

I’ll Have the Pizza

Walking here is a full contact sport. There is an Italian view of personal space that is, basically, nonexistent. It would be very easy to have your pocket picked because people are bumping into you everywhere. As a result of the many cautions we were offered both D and I spent the whole day with […]