Immigration is in my blood. Can expatriotism be genetic?
A ponderous post from my stressful position in a Costa Rican hammock. Jealous yet?
A ponderous post from my stressful position in a Costa Rican hammock. Jealous yet?
I occasionally get asked to summarize my vast (ha!) knowledge on life in Reggio Emilia to those who are looking to visit or move here. The following is what I usually tell them… (UPDATE: Plus, get info on our live Q&A session on what it’s REALLY like to live in Italy)
I’m writing to you on this beautiful Sunday morning with a quick post that perhaps differs from my usual jesting with the Italian culture. My marito and I woke up to an Italian news article by La Repubblica that surprised us quite a bit.
I have put myself in harm’s way to write this post, so you better read it. And like it, dammit.
Quick post to share the most awesome reader comment ever. Can you top it?
A serious post for a serious day. In respectful remembrance of the Holocaust, here are some of my grandfather’s WWII photos, including those from Buchenwald concentration camp.