Vicarious Living: Fleeting Glances of the Eternal City...or thereabouts

It’s a holiday weekend over here, Tuesday being Republic Day, commemorating the abolishment of the monarchy in 1946.   From what I gather, ...

I’ve made a number of trips to Florence in the past couple months. An hour and a half by train, it can seem a world away from Rome. Smaller ...

I’ve been here for over a year now and it does feel like home, mostly. The language continues to be a struggle. There’s progress but it’s st...

I know, I know. I’m way behind on the blog. It’s been a busy month and I need to catch up. April ended with a flurry of work. Easter (always...

I first came to Europe in 1978. I was traveling with a pair of college chums, Dan McCormick and Bruce Greene and no finer traveling partne...

Based on some random Facebook posts and e-mails, it seems that winter is still holding on back home. Over here, and I’m not saying this to g...

I started taking yoga classes a few weeks ago. It was about time, flexibility has become something that lives only as a vague and distant me...