Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
After what I hope will be a fantastic week of exploring a new part of Italy, our next destination will be a familiar place - Florence, via Bologna. I settled on this route after investigating the other available flight options, such as Florence and Pisa, and deciding that the combination of available times and price, … Continue reading Falling into Italy – where it ends
Next month, I’m taking a trip to Italy that, on paper, sounds meticulously well planned. There are multiple flights, close to 10 destinations, some new, some favorites, and a number of friends equal to that number of destinations involved. It might be interpreted as concerningly complicated. But, it’s not. Rather, it is loosely organized with … Continue reading Falling into Italy – where it begins.
My love for Fluevog shoes began about five years ago in San Francisco. We were in the Haight and wandered into a store that seemed to have been stocked by Lewis Carroll and Tim Burton. The shoes and boots were dreamy with curvy heels, rainbow colors and an array of patterns that completely charmed me … Continue reading Fluevog forever
I’ve been doing this Cape Cod vacation for a long time. It began in Harwich Port, transitioned to South Chatham and finally landed in Wellfleet, my preferred destination, for what has been close to 20 years. For a person who grew up in an area where folks gravitated to either Long Island or the Jersey … Continue reading Best of the outer Cape, 2026
As the end of my two weeks on the Cape approached, I found myself feeling sentimental about this very special place. This particular house, in the woods of Wellfleet, is my ideal version of a summer vacation property with its three floors (each with its own bedroom and bath) stacked on top of one another … Continue reading Lessons learned from an old dog
The dawn of a new decade of living is something I’ve celebrated with gusto for my entire life. Turning 60 was no different, at least not when it came to enthusiasm. The setting (my favorite Cape Cod house ever), the crew (a collection of friends from distinct chapters of my life) and the vibe (80s … Continue reading Where do I start?
In what feels like the blink of an eye, the ten years of my 50s have flown past and I’m facing the dawn of a new decade. That was fast. Replacing that 5 with a 6 will probably take a little getting used to, at least in a literal sense. Mentally and emotionally, though, I’ve … Continue reading Reflecting on my 50s – some feats, foibles, fails and facts.
