November 24 14

One morning in Florence, we stood on platform #12, waiting for the high-speed train to arrive from Rome only to turn around and speedily take us right back there for our last two days in Italy—two bonus days that were added to our itinerary because Alitalia changed flights on us….

November 20 14

Last night, somewhere between the hours of 8pm and 9pm* our doorbell rang. I was slightly feverish, due to plague, and forgot to remind the kids not to answer the door. “Mama! There’s someone here for you.” That someone was a young, shivering, wet-from-snow girl, in tears. “I’m so sorry…

November 19 14

The question I have gotten most since my return from Italy has, without a doubt, been: What was the BEST part of your trip?  Now, as you can probably imagine, this is a really difficult question to answer, since every single day was filled with the best thing. At the…

November 17 14

I didn’t bring my laptop with me on this trip. This could be a first for me. Usually I have reason to bring it along, work mostly, but also because it’s a thing I bring along, the same way I always travel with my Orla Kiely makeup bag stuffed inside…

November 10 14

You wouldn’t call me well-traveled. Certainly not if you don’t want actually well-traveled people to laugh at you. I’ve seen a good chunk of the U.S., and a smallish chunk of Canada, and I dipped my feet across the border into Tijuana once. I have been to a few islands,…

November 6 14

Isabella came home all smiles yesterday. She had auditioned for her school play — High School Musical — with a roar-y Katy Perry song and it had gone better than she’d hoped. “Mama, they were all hopping along with my singing. I was the only one who got HOPS from…

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