We crawled into bed Thursday night at midnight.  As we were getting settled in, it occurred to us that in exactly one week at that very moment we would be in the Atlanta airport.  Then we sighed heavily and went to sleep with less than one week left in...

Eight more nights in Italy, six more nights in Anghiari.  We alternate between panic that we have to pack and move all the stuff we’ve accumulated back to Georgia, and trying to savor each moment.  We feel like if we’re not making the most of every minute, we’re wasting...

The clock is ticking on us.  We’re counting down the days we have left and have decided to make the most of them.  We have no regrets about what we’ve done, but now that the end is in sight, we want to make every moment count.  Today was a...

As we prepare to end our Italian adventure and return to Atlanta, we can’t help but reflect on our time here and what it has meant to us.  I went back and read through all my blog posts from the beginning.  It made me think about all things we’ve...

Making the most of the time we have left is a little like trying to decide what to salvage from a burning house.  You know you only have so much time and regret not organizing things a little better before the fire started. Today we went to Norcia, in...

We have just about two weeks left in Anghiari.  We’ve started saying our goodbyes.  And as with most things Italian, they involve food. We had dinner with Rosella and Michelangelo a couple of nights ago.  Michelangelo is leaving in few days for the U.S. on business and he flies...

Food – do you get tired of hearing about it?  I guess if you do you would have stopped reading a long time ago.  Some people may think I’m obsessed with food.  They’re not far off.  I wouldn’t say it’s an obsession, but I would say that food is...

Since we’re counting down the days until we pack up and go home, we feel like we need to make every moment count.  This weekend was an example of how we plan to pack as much in as we can. Our landlord and friend, Giovanni, has two sons who...

Remember the nebbiolo grape from the Piemonte region?  How it’s named after the fog (nebbia) and how pervasive the fog is there all the time?  The fog there starts out dense in the morning, but then burns down to a haze for the rest of the day.  Here there...

The holidays are over.  All the feasts have been eaten, all the candles have been extinguished, all the concerts have been heard.  What starts on January 2 in the U.S. starts on January 7 here.  Back to business. It went out with a bang here.  On January 5, the...