I always forget how beautiful Muskogee is. Great old homes. Sidewalks. Lush landscape. I may not be “an Okie from Muskogee” but I do like to visit! This was my first time trying the new “story” feature on WordPress and I don’t think it… Continue Reading “Muskogee, OK!”
Sure, Italy was in lockdown. But the truth is, I was having a hard time understanding what that really meant. It’s hard to let go of our plans. When life throws a curveball, we still want to swing.
When I arrived in Rome on March 4, 2020, I was excited. I was in Italy!! Despite travel warnings, I had not canceled my trip. Now, just to recap: when I arrived, Italy had the highest rate of Covid-19 infection in all of Europe.… Continue Reading “How My first Days in Italy During Covid Could Have Killed Me”
Transformational Travel, otherwise known as: My Hero Journey While Traveling in Italy and How I Found My Way Home.
I only spent one evening in Palermo, the capital of Sicily, despite spending eleven weeks in Covid19 isolation, only thirty minutes away. Palermo has a population of 673,000 – which to some folks may feel small. Certainly small compared to Rome or Florence or… Continue Reading “Palermo, Capital of Sicily”
Five airports, four flights, and three days to get from Italy back to Tulsa during Covid19. Here’s a quick snapshot of what that was like.
Leaving Italy after four months during Coronovirus proved a bit more challenging than I expected.
Sicilian roads are harrowing yet offer the most incredibly views. Ultimately, they have a lot to say about my own life and journey.
It’s often said that we travel to see new places and meet new people. To expand our lives and our point of view. I think even more importantly, we travel to learn something about ourselves.
I am not a fan of driving in Italy. That could change. Or not. Most of my life is magical thinking so, sure, it could happen. I might end up loving the way Italians drive. (But probably not.) “Live is either a daring adventure… Continue Reading “A Daring Adventure”
Showers are small. Really small. For one person only. And forget about shaving your legs cuz you can’t bend over. Seriously, at least half the people I know would not be able to turn around in these things, some might even struggle to get… Continue Reading “20 Observations From 2 Weeks in Italy”
Punto! Enough. No more. We’re done. This conversation is over. It’s the strongest word I know in Italian. And I just wrote it to one of the few Italians I actually know. I didn’t come to Italy for romance. A few friends said, “Maybe… Continue Reading “#MeToo – Another Lesson Learned During Coronavirus in Italy”