The week before Thanksgiving I suggested to the staff at the Saena Iulia language school that we should also celebrate here because, why not? They were all for it. And I offered to get the turkey. Now, Siena is not a city with abundant Butterball turkeys “in your grocer’s freezer.” Nope. So I visited the …
Going to an Italian language school in Siena is an experience like no other. Every day I walk by centuries-old buildings and churches, I learn about the famous Palio horse race and, of course, I enjoy the fine culinary delights of Senese cooking and Tuscan wine. And I get to hang out with Sharik. Sharik …
When my phone alerted me that I had a few new e-mails Friday night, I didn't think much of it. Because of the time difference I assumed it was one of the daily messages I get from Mediabistro. Once I looked at the subject line though, from the New York Times "Breaking News Alert," my …
Spent Sunday doing what everybody else does on Sundays: I enjoyed a passegiata in the city.
I arrived today. I was dragging my suitcase along the stone street and I immediately remembered being here with my mom in 1986. Italy does that to you. Memories flood your brain and you start to wonder, "Why did I leave?" I looked to the left and, through and archway, I saw the wonderful Piazza …
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