The unforgettable tale of a solo bike ride during the Coronavirus outbreak in northern Italy.
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
Last week, I rode my commuter bike to a chain outdoor store in search of fuel. I don’t yet have gas for my apartment, so I’m living like a starving … Continue reading Getting Things Not Done in Italia: On Organization