What happened?

Ouch. I have come to the conclusion that Sunday mornings in Italy suck. Despite feeling like a zombie groaning for a bucket of brains, I managed to take a ride on the back of Paola’s motorbike to the top of Madalenna, the closest “mountain” to town. The weather was cold and damp, but the views [...]

uno Sabato notte en Italia

A Saturday night in Italy. (Im sure one of my Italian friends will let me know if I butchered the spelling!) I have been staying with my friend Paola’s sister, Giulia, in a nice flat in the town of Brescia. Giulia is a single mom, speaks pretty decent English just from school, and travels quite [...]

damn!

So much for my 11:40 flight to Verona, Brescia…. I left the hotel 3 hrs early this morning and still managed not to make it to Stansted airport on time! This place is quite the goat cluster. I paid an extra (15£) for the express train to the airport so that I would have some [...]

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