Tag Archives: Nice

Un bacio da Nonna

In March of 2011, my grandmother, Nonnie, packed her suitcases and flew to Barcelona with her friend Nancy.  After a few days visiting museums and rambling down Las Ramblas arm-in-arm (to look more Spanish and therefore avoid pickpockets) they hopped … Continue reading


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Christmas in a foreign clime

Sometimes my all-too-literal mind has a hard time understanding homesickness.  How can a place exert such a force on one’s mindset and emotions?  If you are well-fed, clothed, clean, and surrounded by people, how can you long to be somewhere … Continue reading

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