Italy
My week in Umbria, Part 1
Firenze
The Duomo — the main cathedral in Florence — seemed to glow at night. Florence was warm in July. Very warm. But it didn’t matter. It was a relief to escape the tourist frenzy of Venice and arrive in this Tuscan city of amazing architecture and food. Today’s post marvels at the architecture. Atop Duomo with …
A new world
On a gondola with Lynn (far left), Jim and Jean. Lynn and Jean had never been to Europe before this summer. Britain, France, Italy. A whole new world opened to them, vastly different from East Aurora, a suburb of Buffalo. Lynn at Piazza San Marco. From food to dress to language, everything was unfamiliar. The …
Magnificent and unexpected
Piazza San Marco. I continue in this post my journey through Italy. Too quick, too hurried, but fascinating all the same. (I dream of the day when I am not beholden to an employer any more and I can travel at will.) The train ferried me from Verona back to Venice on a warm Sunday …
Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou? At the arena in Verona, of course
The Arena in Verona’s Piazza Bra I’d been up for many, many hours – too many to count, I think, after a day of work at CNN, a trans-Atlantic flight and a train ride from Venice. But when I finally stepped foot in Verona and realized I could watch Romeo and Juliet performed at the …
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Viva l'Italia
I never wanted Italy to win until today. But it’s my top pick in the World Cup pool this year. So… … at 2:30 this afternoon, I gathered with friends at Fritti, a neighborhood restaurant, to watch Italy versus Paraguay. In the end, my friend Jack said he’d buy me another glass of fine Italian …
