Category: writing
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Week 2: eerie history and traffic
If you’ve read any of the other blogs, you’ll know I’ve mentioned the insanity of driving in Italy. We thought it might be different near the bigger cities. But we found on our way to Pompei that they’ll randomly close roads, and the detours take you back to point A……
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Week 2: it begins with a walk
If you’ve never been to Milan airport, let me set the scene: It’s Sunday. We figured it would be a little quieter. We arrived in plenty of time, as we always do because I’m a panic traveler. The doors open to chaos. Loud, unruly, rushing chaos. Eat or be eaten…
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And the rest of Como
Honeymoon, week one: Lake Como So, once it cooled down a little in Lake Como, I managed to sleep through the night. That means I spent my days exploring and relaxing, and my nights sleeping…and that meant I stopped blogging. Good intentions and roads to hell and all that… The…
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Day 4: summer solstice birthday wanderings
I love waterfalls and there are a lot of them here. You just have to go in search of them. Fortunately we both love that kind of adventure. And with it being my birthday as well as summer solstice it seemed a good day for it. Rain was forecast for…
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Day 3: Orrido de Nesso and Bellagio
I can’t sleep when I’m hot. Like, I get cranky and tossy-turny and evil. So I got up, piled cushions on the floor in front of the open deck doors, and lay there until I cooled off. And that took me into the day on a little over 3 hours…
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Day 2: Milan and Lake Como
We woke up early and decided to have a wander through Milan, since checkout wasn’t until noon. What a beautiful, stunning city. A perfect mix of ancient and modern. We headed straight for the Duomo but there was plenty to see even in the short ten minute walk from the…
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The Italian way. Day 1: Milan
We’ve been talking a lot about memory recently and how important it is to chronicle things, so you have photos/words to look back on. So I’m going to write some snippets about this trip we’re on (our honeymoon, actually) so I can go back to them one day. And you…
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Dysmorphic Proportions
It sucks away the good. You know the weekend went okay, at the very least. Overall, people are happy. There have been hugs, laughs, discussions about industry, about craft, about life. There’s been thanks and appreciation. And there have been photos. And that’s where wave upon wave of self loathing…
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