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    Big News about the Blog, Book Announcement, and Back to the “Boring” Life.

    October 20, 2014

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    Hello traveler. Hello dreamer. Hello reader. Hello fellow human being. Most importantly, hello friend — old or new or hopefully in the future.

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    Of Olives and Grapes: Experiencing Il Fontanaro Organic Estate in Umbria.

    October 8, 2014

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    The moment I stepped foot in the backyard of Il Fontanaro, I knew I was going to quite enjoy myself. Maybe it was Bob humming along as he cut the lawn, or maybe it was the pool beyond the hedges the overlooked the green gum-drop dotted hills around, or maybe it was the hammock swaying in the breeze (after all, hammocks make everything better). Maybe it was the drive through the valley that did it, or the old brown dogs that greeted us after passing by the family vegetable garden. Even under the grey washed sky it was a beautiful place set in the valley above Paciano, Umbria, and there was much to gawk at.

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    The Unexpected Occurrence at Campodalto Villa in Umbria, Italy.

    October 2, 2014

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    Something happened to me during the five days of my stay in the hills of Umbria. On that hour or so ride from Rome late at night to Paciano where a 10-day blog tour of Italy would be kicking off, I could not have imagined what it would be like — and even if I could have, this sudden and unexpected occurrence wouldn’t have come to mind.

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    Weekly Photo Mojo: Fireflies light up the hillside in Umbria, Italy.

    September 22, 2014

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    Food adventures in Ponza: The Best Seafood I’ve Ever Had.

    September 3, 2014

           

    There was a time when I could have been labeled the most picky eater alive. Anything with a weird texture, look, smell, or even name I wouldn’t go near. But I like to think that travel has broadened my tastes (and probably my ass too) and allowed me to break down the taste bud barriers — and now I am proud to say that I am usually up for trying most anything. Just keep Vegemite away.

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