Italy remains magical even the second time around, especially colorful Venezia. Whether wandering by the canals, eating a slice of pizza the size of my head, or going to Easter Mass in a tiny church where the liturgy I am intimately familiar with is transformed into the unfamiliar in the musical Italian language, this country, … Continue reading
Edith Piaf’s “La Vie en rose” ran continually in my head (and on my lips) while I was in Paris. Literally “life in pink,” the phrase means something akin to seeing life through rose-tinted glasses. Certainly, Paris to me was like that, even though we waited in the most and longest lines for various attractions. … Continue reading
In my first month, I have seen three castles. How cool is that? One overlooked the charming village of Doune. Another crowned the bustling town of Stirling. The final one soared above the grand city of Edinburgh. By the end of each trip, my legs and lower back burned and grumbled from the steep hills and … Continue reading
