After a nearly 3 year passionate and intense love affair with Italy, (which continues to this day), I am being disloyal and this year heading for her big sister, Spain! I have spent the last 2 years or so learning about the walk to Santiago de Compostela, (Camino de Santiago), in Galicia, the north west of Spain.… Read More Unfaithful
Milan has a grand fascist style train station, a great metro with 4 lines , very cool and interestingly decorated trams and is super easy to navigate. The food options are diverse, I had a Pad Thai at the station, a spud & egg meal in the Galleria by the Duomo and of course, gelato,… Read More Eating Thai in Milano
Originally posted on Heart in Abruzzo:
There’s a striking railway journey that connects the Abruzzo province with neighbouring Molise. This journey is named the TranSiberiana d’Italia due to the evocative and remote scenery of the trip which crosses the Appenines, covered in snow much of the year. Historic towns, railway stations, mountains, valleys and plains of wild beauty are traversed…
What do cocktails in Japan, cheeseboards in San Francisco, women in incarceration and banning cars in Florence have in common? Bees. (I attended the Slow Food conference (Terra Madre Salone del Gusto) in Turin, Italy from the 22nd till the 26th of September 2016. Over January I am going to post something each week that was key… Read More Urban Beekeeping Italian Style
I attended the Slow Food conference (Terra Madre Salone del Gusto) in Turin, Italy from the 22nd till the 26th of September 2016. Over January I am going to post something each week that was key for me. It will speak of Italy, Turin, Slow Food, tastes, people and joy. It is educational. I hope you will… Read More Feet Firmly on Italian Soil
I attended the Slow Food conference (Terra Madre Salone del Gusto) in Turin, Italy from the 22nd till the 26th of September 2016. I was able to participate in a rich human and gastronomic educational and fun festa that I have sat on now for 3 months with no sharing. I’m fit to burst. Over… Read More Slow Travel.
I didn’t enjoy Rome so much this time. For all sorts of reasons it wasn’t flowing. I was jet-lagged, overheated and irritated. Instead of enjoying the places that in the past have given me the most profound sense of joy, I felt not much. I was noticing details I didn’t want to notice. The poor… Read More A Little Story: My Secret Sabaudia Visit.