Falling Season

In my corner of Romagna, t-shirt weather has persisted until the very end of October. It’s got all the wrinkled Romagnolo men who play cards and stare at women all … Continue reading Falling Season

Zen and the Art of Chaos

The cello is my favorite instrument. I adore it just as much as the piano, which I desire to play on a regular basis. I still remember the sad little … Continue reading Zen and the Art of Chaos

Syl-vacation: Sofia, Bulgaria

On July 21, the word of the day was late. I kicked it off, sprinting back to the castle for a phone charger; but it didn’t matter because my 1837 … Continue reading Syl-vacation: Sofia, Bulgaria

Into the (Italian) Wild

Despite the fact I prefer volcanic to arctic, the air in Faenza these days is inescapably infernal. Today a mischievous humidity also creeps about so thick and damp it seems … Continue reading Into the (Italian) Wild

Once Upon a (Longer) Time

A lazy rain falls outside — slow, fat drops, spaced out, polite. Upstairs, the neighbor is deep in his rotation of questionable, loud music — an odd mix of Grease, … Continue reading Once Upon a (Longer) Time

Writing and Riding: From Vang Vieng, Laos to Saigon, Vietnam (The End Is Near)

Turns out sometimes even when you’re convinced about something — you can be flat out wrong. This goes for life in general and for our opinion of “soulless” Vang Vieng. … Continue reading Writing and Riding: From Vang Vieng, Laos to Saigon, Vietnam (The End Is Near)