The things she carried

Returning from a long anticipated vacation can be challenging even without the body clock readjustment necessary from a six-hour time difference and a nine hour flight.  Fortunately, there’s some consolation in the form of souvenirs whether they’re physical, emotional, mental, or some combination of all three. My recent trip to Italy provided an excellent array … Continue reading The things she carried

I ate (and drank) everything

(Let’s call this a throwback Thursday post. I started it last week on my final evening in Rome.) It’s 8:00 in Rome and I’m starting to get hungry. The rain is pouring down, which makes my hope to go Enzo 29 again a bit soggy. I think I may need to stay closer to home … Continue reading I ate (and drank) everything