This post was written early one morning while taking a pre-breakfast walk around Lago di San Cipriano. My imagination may have got a little too excited, but my sans-coffee state is as good of excuse as any. Looking out onto the lake, the still water…
This piece was written while enjoying a wonderful meal at Taverna Del Lago in San Cipriano. As the flow of food passing by ignited my senses I decided to get my notebook out and describe the journey to and from the hotel. What started out…
I’m sitting here looking into the abyss that is known as Expedia, trying to book a summer holiday for myself and the better half. As she is now a teacher (short days ‘n all that) we only get to go away together during the regular…
The evening is warm, almost too warm to be comfortable. A bead of sweat teasingly pauses on my forehead as my fingers dance on the keyboard. Despite having the windows open, not a breeze is available to quench my thirst for coolness. I look over…
Sometimes I wish I could pack my bags up and move to a better way of life. I’ve again caught myself thinking about living abroad today, probably because it is too cold to venture outside and too tempting to write this than do any DIY…
