Wanderings & Adventures

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At (or Below) Sea Level
One of the joys of traveling the way we’ve chosen to – by train as much as possible – is the pleasure of arrival. No sterile airport many miles outside the city. No waiting for baggage, or...
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La Grassa (the Fat One)
Restored by a few days in the Umbrian countryside, we were ready for new adventures. We boarded a north bound train in Orvieto headed to Italy’s Emilia-Romagna region, known as the gastronomic heart of...
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A Country Respite
After five days of Napoli’s frenetic energy, we were ready for a quiet, peaceful country escape. And that’s exactly what we found in a 16th century stone house in the heart of Umbria. We left Napoli and...
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We begin in Campania
Buongiorno!  This year’s Italy adventure is underway! To start our month long journey, we flew to Napoli last Saturday and spent five wonderful days in this capital city of the Campania region of...
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MARCH MADNESS!
The street below our third-floor balcony is a cacophony of bursts, pops, chatter, shrieks, and distant loudspeakers. When I crack open the window, the scent of wood smoke from cooking fires that line the...

Basque Country Gem

The Cave Stepping into the depths of the enormous cavern of rock, dampness and earth filling my nostrils, I was startled by the roar of

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What endures

This post is a departure from our usual travel writing — a more personal reflection shaped by the journey. Spending time with people in their

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Basque Country Gem

The Cave Stepping into the depths of the enormous cavern of rock, dampness and earth filling my nostrils, I was startled by the roar of

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What endures

This post is a departure from our usual travel writing — a more personal reflection shaped by the journey. Spending time with people in their

Read More »

Basque Country Gem

The Cave Stepping into the depths of the enormous cavern of rock, dampness and earth filling my nostrils, I was startled by the roar of

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Islands on My Mind

My last post about our trek to Madeira got me thinking. About islands. About why they call to us the way they do. Islands somehow

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