There is nothing like dessert cravings on a beautifully sunny afternoon. I know what you’re thinking. Hasn’t she learned her lesson from her last sweet treats craving? I hear you loud and clear. To answer your question … I did. I have taken to over emphasizing [to every establishment] my known allergens. Most understand, and… Continue reading An Ode to Gelato: Top 5
Whenever I think that I've had my "best city yet" moment another one comes along to surprise me. I started off the week by visiting Riccione. Though the day was hardly perfect beach weather, I saw a snippet of what the saying, "life's a beach," meant on this side of Italy. Riccione is by far… Continue reading Riccione: A Touristic Paradise
With my face primarily back to what I was used to seeing in front of the mirror (see Roaming with Allergies ), I took advantage of the amazing weather to go and explore Ascoli Piceno. Thankfully the travel to Ascoli Piceno was less hazardous than my attempts to visit Fano and Senigallia. Whilst out there, I was able to… Continue reading Roaming in Ascoli Piceno: Pinacoteca Civica di Ascoli Piceno
Whilst minding my business ...
Currently I resemble, what I imagine to be, a newborn alien. Or as my younger brother would say: Sam Cassell. If you are fortunate to have never had an allergic reaction in your life then kudos to you. Like many, I walk around in fear that a meal I was about to devour could end… Continue reading Roaming with Allergies
Love tastes like a snowflake gently landing on soft lips. Like the kiss shared in the midst of a thunderstorm. Pineapple flavored tongues exploring every crevice. Love is the taste of two souls interweaving for the first time.
Komorebi (n.) Sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees.
We asked: When will we be free? Massah responded by inflicting Wounds that shredded our backs. The first strike crackled loud enough to make the earth tremble. The next twelve paled in comparison. We no longer existed. In due time, we thought to console ourselves. We asked: When will we be equal? They responded:… Continue reading In Due Time
I am a liar. I lie with a smile plastered on my face when the world is crumbling around me. I lie to ease the pain of strangers just to witness a glimpse of hope on their faces. I lie to erase the guilt of loved ones who neglect me during my dark times. I have… Continue reading Liar
I guess this technically should've been my first post. Similar to the way novels start in the middle of the story, this would've been the first chapter of my life. Before arriving to Italy, I was clueless at to what to expect. All I knew was that I wanted this new stage in my life… Continue reading Welcome to Italy