Live From Suckville Presents: The Sylva Lining
Did you know that Suckville doesn't exist, but we've all been there? It's a place, state of mind, or event that really… Well, sucks. But you're not alone there, and that's the point of Live From Suckville.
Day Five: Podkoren to… Podkoren We pick up the trail in the hamlet of Podkoren, Slovenia nestled beneath the Julian Alps. On stores of potica (Slovenian sweet bread stuffed with … Continue reading Klagenfurt, Austria to Ljubljana, Slovenia: Good Times, Round Two
At 6:36 Thursday morning, I awoke for no good reason except I felt semi-determined to skin up to the top of Keystone. I say semi-determined because sometimes (okay, most of … Continue reading Baby, It’s (Way Too Flippin’) Cold Outside
For me, waking up in Erice is like Christmas in October: church bells are ringing and little clouds dance across a blue sky. Down the strada, a cappuccino and a … Continue reading Some Like It Hot: Part One
To arrive in Bologna by train (45 minutes from Faenza, our home for now) was a piece of cake. To get off the train in Bologna was like cramming a … Continue reading Roll Out
I have developed an aversion to clothing and gear in neon shades. Upon breathing clear mountain air, I am seized by an inescapable desire to fill my stagnant nostrils with … Continue reading From Florence to Florence
Live From Suckville Presents: The Sylva Lining 