September 3, 2004

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home

home

When navigating Italy, I disovered a phenomenon. I’ll get lost and request directions of an Italian in English…with an Italian accent. As if he’ll understand, “Spanisha Stepas” more. Where-a should-a I go? I sound like an incompetent American; even worse, I’m in sneakers. Alas, I’m home now, in my high thread-count bed just loving all […]

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August 28, 2004

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florence

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is all about the truffle sandwiches and Tuscan wine. You see the postcards of dick. Not see Dick and Jane at the David. I’m talking dick. Postcards of all the penis in Florence. Naked statues get photographed. And people wonder where penis envy began? The source: Florencia. Now have a gellato, and get over it. […]

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August 28, 2004

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bullshite

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I didn’t tell you this yet: I chase the sun. I chase a photo opportunity. I chased a marching band down a side street in Bologna. I literally was mid-forkful when the band of violin, accordion, and guitar turned the corner. “Watch my stuff.” And I was off, navigating cobblestone streets in red heels. I […]

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August 27, 2004

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cinque terre

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I’m not a hiker, and no man I ever meet will make me want to be a hiker. It’s just not my thing. Unless there is food at the top, I’m so not in. See the thing about site seeing in foreign places is, I’d rather just see it in a book. I know it’s […]

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August 26, 2004

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portovenere

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I am a broken record. GET OUT. I just cannot deal. I keep saying it; it is all gorgeous. Aquamarine, rocks, everything smells of suntan lotion. I am so happy. I wish you were here with me, to put lotion on me and watch me smile like this. Cinque Terra is seafood, a pitcher of […]

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August 24, 2004

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bologna

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the city is just that; a mediocre lunch meat. It smells a little better, but it leaves you kind of soggy and wanting what she is having. There is nothing to do in Bologna besides churches and museums. I did not pack for that. All that silk for nothing. And three pairs of jeans, I […]

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August 23, 2004

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in a step

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In just one step I smell leather then plums, then onto baked goods. Amazingly, I have photographed more than just food on this trip to Venice. My photos have been post cards. I am in love with Venice, love like butterflies in your stomach, your favorite colors are brighter, and your cheeks need a massage […]

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August 21, 2004

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the idea of grand

An Italian itinerary to die for? Absolutely. Swoon at least. Fainting spells are nice. It’s the highbrow wow way to do Italy when you’re a foodie who wants to shop.

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