Movin’ On Up
Even though we’re fresh off an eleven-day, two-country, seven-city journey, I want to hop back in time a month and a half ago to our move to our new neighborhood before those memories lose their…
Can You Smell What Maroc Is Cookin’? (Part Two: Tiles and Style)
Our first day in Marrakech was left unstructured, so we wandered into the souks to see what they were all about. We browsed the shops for a bit; truthfully, as cool as much of the…
Can You Smell What Maroc Is Cookin’? (Part One: Souks for You)
Another two-parter, again to break up the onslaught of photos. Marrakech was a destination that I’d been anticipating with nervous excitement. Morocco (or “Maroc,” in local parlance; isn’t it great when your bad puns need…
From Gondola to Gondola (Part Two: From Burano With Love)
After I’d filled half my memory card with Carnevale photos, it was still only about 9am, so I took a solo journey out to the island village of Burano to take some more photos while…
From Gondola to Gondola (Part One: Masked Mayhem)
I’ve been plugging away at this post on and off for a while, in no small part due to breaking my own vow to myself that I would rein in how many photos I edited…
Swiss Mister
Time to play catch-up, as our past week was crammed with activity as we ventured from Zermatt, Switzerland, to Venice for Carnevale. After almost missing two separate trains, we made our way from Rome to…
The Road Warrior
As I write this, the first of many trips we’ll embark upon during our time in Europe is underway. We’re on a train en route to Zermatt, Switzerland, a mountain resort town in the shadow…
Roma Calling
A month ago today, we touched down in Rome having left the only country that’s ever been home. Invariably, when I’ve told people of our move to Rome, everyone has asked, “Why?,” or something along…
No Reservations
Things are starting to settle down for us. Emilia’s first week of school went great, as best we can tell. She’s thrilled to be spending time with other kids (even if she doesn’t understand half…
Back to School
We’re beyond two weeks in Rome and starting to feel somewhat settled in, though are still trying to nestle in to at least some semblance of routine. One difficulty has been constantly having to remind…