Leaving Chiavari is hard. We didn’t get the opportunity to do many of the things on the list that live in my mind, and it is time to leave, as planned. But, an ocean away our lives are waiting to be picked up. The steady march of footsteps one day into another becomes a journey, …
Category Archives: Girls Trip ’24
Chiavari, Italy
There are places that feel like home. Drop our shoulders, drop the guard, drop the attitude, feel the deep growl of comfort seeping in. Chiavari is that for me, in so many ways. No list of why. Just a heartbeat that finds itself – here. When we left Florence – it was like seeing old …
Firenze
Florence rocks, probably rolls too, with its abundant visitors from every corner of the world, art everywhere, and a generous sense of itself one can see. Proud of its heritage of being the center of the Renaissance, home of the Medici family, guardians of the spark that inspired artists and sculptors, and the foundation of …
Blog from Verona
Our plan: check out Verona and take a slow breath for two days before Florence. The Italian miracle was that it worked. The B&B was a tiny, perfectly adequate little studio where we were nearby to a sprawling street market that had a fun organic little store that combined a small bookstore (I approach those …
Blog from Burano
We slept late, a joy. How was it already Wednesday — was it Wednesday?! Today was a casual day to go to the ghetto, Burano, and enjoy some vaporetto/water taxi time — poor woman’s cruise! It was a wonderful hour with sea breezes, sunshine, and the Venice Grand Canal to the lagoon. Burano was our …
Darn Waffles
I was in such a hurry. Eighteen listed “to-do” items, and leaving at a designated time should have been enough, but only if I hustled. I am not a hustler. Having forgotten breakfast, then the clock continued its cycle. I rushed to put two frozen waffles into the toaster. Didn’t set the timer correctly, so …
On the Road Again, Redux
Hello from your friend/annoyer, depending… A bit later today (6/24/24), if all goes well, we will be on our way to Italy. At this moment, I am remembering how to post a blog, and how to include folks I have sent this to in the past, or let those who do not wish to be …