Disclosure: this post contains affiliate links It was the end of 12 glorious days in Italy with my husband, and we were sitting outside a tiny cafe on one of the oldest highways in the world: the Appian way, eating…
How Italy Cured Me of the Internet
I am known, from time to time, to run away from the internet. There’s something unnatural about this digital world, about the way it beckons me and keeps me captive. It all started with two weeks in Italy a few…
Civita di Bagnoregio: The City that Must Live
We were climbing a bridge to a city floating in the mist. A quiet mystery swirled around Civita di Bagnoregio. Our lungs fought to expand through our anticipation of what we would see beyond the gates. A man asked if…