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I owe you an apology… I realize there’s a huge lag between today and when these posts are dated. Trouble is, some days I’m inspired to write and some I’m not, and if I force it, if I plow through and write them in the time it takes you to read them, I know I [...] June 13. Day 348. For four days, I’ve been doing research. There are a few leather items I’ve been wanting to buy — a little something for Mr. A, a few accessories for friends, and one special piece for a friend who’s about to celebrate a birthday, graduation, and a promotion. In Florence over the course of [...] haggling |
June 12. Day 347. This afternoon I passed through Cetona, a thimble-sized town with an oblong piazza (pictured below), fat old men sitting on the shady patio of the only open bar around 4 p.m., and, my business acquaintance told me, Valentino’s vacation home — tucked behind a thick wall. “Are you serious? You have it on [...] June 11. Day 346. Italian elevators, like mediocre wine, are best enjoyed in moderation and ideally not too aged. Italian elevators are like gnocchi in summertime: sound better than they taste. Italian elevators are like Stalin. They suck. Ok, so I’m not inspired tonight. But I think you get my drift. All this because of the blasted Florentine ascensore of [...] Dear Reader, I am back in Milano and back in wifi-ville. Here we go!!! Cut and paste time. For even with no internet, in the Tuscan countryside, your faithful asker was jotting down blog posts on her laptop, blackberry and scraps of paper, knowing this day would come… The teaser/recap, since I can’t hold back: It rocked. Got [...] |
    
  
 
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