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Thanks for All The Stories, Dad

Walking in the woods up by Lago Maggiore our friend was showing us the national park that borders his property. The problem, he said, are the wild boars. They come down to root and eat and end up creating a mess. Plus there’s the problem of stumbling upon one while hiking the area. You can’t imagine the… Read more »

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Lessons Learned From My Italian Nonna

When I first met nonna she sat poised on an antique chair surrounded by her beautiful and very carefully curated antique furniture. Big and little paintings hung on the wall, each from a different century, each with a different story. The light was dim but just right on the deep green walls. “Sage,” she told me…. Read more »

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My Christmas Back Home, in Numbers

Sometimes trips are such a whirlwind, it seems impossible to describe it in words. Like a hazy dream or a night spent with too many drinks, you only can recall bits and pieces, a scene here, a scene there. Like my parents visit to Italy, there’s almost too much to recount but the numbers don’t… Read more »

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An Open Letter to the Midwest

Dear Midwest, I know I left quickly, without many second thoughts, but like any prodigal daughter I now come back apologetic, and with more wisdom than when I set off. Some of that wisdom I’d like to share. Because I, too, had my periods of very little respect. To answer what the region is known for… Read more »

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My Year in Italy, in Numbers

After my first year living in Italy, I think a bit of reflection is always useful. You know like, how is my relationship with Italy after a year? How has it changed? Does she still love me?! But a lot has happened and digging in to the nitty gritty (of couuuurse she still loves me…right?!) would take a trained professional –… Read more »

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A Year in Italy as an Expat – My Italianniversary

Last week I cried out of frustration – again. Maybe I was tired, or hungry, or already frustrated by a frustrated Marco. Maybe I’m just one to easily cry – but that’s not the point. The point is, even after nearly a year of my life in Italy, I still have my moments. I still… Read more »

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Florence in Eight Hours

I studied in Florence for 4.5 months. It was 4.5 months of Italian language classes, mostly one-on-one. 4.5 months of living in another country, another city, learning the ins and outs of Europe and Italy and how it all works. I spent 4.5 months walking under the shadow of the massive Duomo of Florence, perching… Read more »

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My Parents’ Visit, in Numbers

6: months since I’d seen my parents last 13: hours of travel 1: layover 4,428: approximate miles flown (3,845.7 nautical miles) 4: people in one apartment 1: bedroom in said apartment 592: square footage of the apartment 12: approximate amount of lemonade packets made 9: cities visited (Monza, Milan, Piazzatorre, Bergamo Alta, Bellagio, Como, Florence, Rome, San… Read more »

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A Tour of The Lake: Beautiful Bellagio

I hadn’t seen my parents since I left Ohio in February so when they came to visit this August I was thrilled to show them my life here, my new corner of the world. In two weeks we went up to the mountains, pit-stopped in Florence and San Gimignano and toured Rome, but we were… Read more »

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On Hesitation, Adaptation and Postcards – The Truth About Moving Abroad

Originally, I didn’t want to move to Italy. When I showed my hesitation my friends usually responded, “What! Why?”, then looked off into the distance, imagining driving through sun-kissed fields of olive trees and vineyards while stories of love and laughter filled pages of their newly-penned novel. But rehabilitating myself as I rehabilitate an old… Read more »