I couldn’t believe how fast time had flown by, how two weeks were gone and how I was about to go back to a place that I’d be fine never returning to. In the modern world we don’t always need proximity to our loved ones, we can just text or Facetime. Technology is a blessing, but I could never send Little Chiffon a text. I don’t know if she can read. And I doubt she has her own phone.
“It turns out that many places in Italy are closed on Mondays or have very limited hours. As a person who is genuinely quite lazy, I found this a charming practice. But as a gloomy man looking for a few hours of meditative peace, I found it irksome in the extreme.”
There’s nothing quite so depressing as the final walk from your hotel or apartment to the Métro as you make your way to the airport. You realize all that you […]
The next day was the journey home AND OUR WEEPING DEPARTURE FROM THE PALACE. I cringed at the thought of traipsing back down Geary Street to the hovel we had […]
LOVE: Spring Cleaning: In the spirit of spring cleaning, I have decided to become a minimalist. If I am to be a world traveler and follow summer around the world, […]