A Winding Post (Mostly) About the Winding Road to Como

We zip zip zipped through the Italian countryside via the Autostrada, my husband at the wheel, our car moving too fast—I am not exaggerating—for me to capture a single decent image through the window. (This was a tad heartbreaking, I must admit. I am a big fan of my...

When We Are 70

When we are 70, we are going to smoke and fly first class, he pronounced, as we sat under a canal-side canopy in the wildly romantic city of Venice. I laughed out loud, giddy with excitement to have finally begun Day One of our Trip-Of-A-Lifetime. We were sipping...

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