A witchy expat cyclist living in nowhere Italy teaching Chinese children in China.
Italians always find poetic ways to express even the mundane. One example is long weekends that include a weekday holiday and which are called a “ponte,” or bridge. The ponte … Continue reading Umbria or Bust: Exploring New Bits of Italy by Bike
Been wondering what the Coronavibe is like here in locked down northern Italy? Welcome to your source for all that and more… grab a spritz and read on.
Nearly two weeks ago already, I returned from (another) bike tour with my two-wheeled companion, Penny. Bike tours always consist largely of planning, eating and pedaling. And pedaling is always … Continue reading Star Light, Star Bright…
Born in San Francisco in May 26, 1877 (some sources say May 27, 1878), Isadora Duncan was a trailblazer of sorts. Her unique dancing style established “major emphasis on the … Continue reading Ladies Can’t What?
Outside the window, a cactus acts as sentinel. I’m in Phoenix, Arizona where the desert reigns supreme, alongside eternal summer. Just in the last week or so, I’m told, it … Continue reading Coast to Coast Catch Up
Outside, the surf pounds like an impatient chef on a cutting board. But with more finesse — sandpipers run in between each crashing wave, a breeze jostles the palms, nasturtiums … Continue reading The Cycling Siren: Colorado to California
Regretfully, I just finished Tom Robbins’ time-warping opus, Jitterbug Perfume. I never, ever wanted it to end but it’s kind of book-shaped lesson. Why? My time in Italy also nears … Continue reading As Easy As ABC: Alpi, Bici, Campeggi
A friend of mine sent me a Jimmy Buffett song (“Changes in Attitudes, Changes in Latitudes”) and told me to listen to it at least six times and then tell … Continue reading Saying Uncle
The Sylva Lining 