Monthly Archive: January 2017

Wednesday Today we are going to Pisa and Lucca, a private tour. We are supposed to meet our driver on Via Por Santa. It seems I have given the wrong address to the tour company. I call to see where he is. We are told to walk to Ponte Vecchio he will be there in […]

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I love train travel, anytime, anywhere in the world–Africa, Europe, USA, Japan and Central Australia. One day I will board the Orient Express and travel across Europe…Venice, Budapest, Paris and London…for now we travel two hours on Italia Rail and arrive in Florence early afternoon. We cab it to Santo Stefano Piazza, a little square […]

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Rome Saturday 23rd of January 2pm and I am two hours late. I have been flying for twenty-eight hours. At home it is 11pm Saturday night. Virginia is already here having arrived from Munich a couple of hours earlier. She is excited, happy. We are spending a week together in Italy, a 60th birthday celebration […]

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You had me at…I hate that bitch too. The crashing waves and Phoebe’s quiet sobs were all that broke the silence. From the verandah, the friends watched the red sun settle for the evening. What could they say? A broken heart could not be mended with words. A lone sea eagle screeched above. Simone disappeared […]

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