Greece – An Unexpected Love Story
ATHENS – The three of us pile our assortment of bulging bags into the trunk of his 70’s era Mercedes and squeeze into the back seat together. His taxi is impeccably spotless, the soft dark leather…
Sicily – Beauty, Eye Contact and Handsy Talkers
If Italy is a boot, a soft lambskin hand stitched boot, Sicily is the deflated soccer ball that it is kicking. We left the rough port city of Naples on the rockin’ and rollin’ in our little bunks…
My Turn to Get Punched – Sorrento, Capri and the Amalfi Coast
We had bluffed our way through a few weeks in Italy before we finally bought a guide book. We resist them for a few reasons: a) they are heavy. b) i don’t wont to go where…