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In 1998, I went to Italy with my friend Donna and her mom, Sue. We rented a car at the airport in Florence; Sue and Donna took turns at the wheel and I sat in the back seat, timid and … Continue reading
There we are in 1959, or thereabouts. From left to right, that’s me, Carol’s cousin (long since deceased) and Carol. I had never seen this photo until she sent a print of it to me just a few years ago, tucked into a … Continue reading
I told you I experienced a few truly wonderful moments in the course of my travels, and in today’s post I will elaborate on two more of them. One took place at a lunchtime gathering at my cousin Luisa’s house in … Continue reading
One evening when we were in Lisbon (which in itself sounds so very romantic and amazing to me) I decided to stay in the apartment by myself and take a bath while the others went out for dinner. It was a … Continue reading
At the start, it was like stepping out into a poem. The air was cold and the morning sky still dark as ink above the rooftops and chimneys, with a fading white sliver of moon. My daughter and her husband waited for us … Continue reading
We have just returned from three weeks of travel, which included time in England, Italy, and Portugal, and I’m still in the strange, disoriented twilight state that inevitably follows. I am resolved, however, to try to make sense of my journal … Continue reading
I’m still awed and discombobulated by the distances we travel. I can picture my daughter’s street in East Oxford as it must appear in this very moment, and the ferries of Norway skimming the fjords, and a certain hillside lattice … Continue reading
We were driving along an ugly, commercial stretch of street around sundown last week when I looked up and saw this sight. Luckily we were stopped at a traffic signal, and I always keep my little camera handy, so I … Continue reading