“I came, I saw, I crawled” is embroidered on one of my Italian tee-shirts – and for good reason. In Italy, I hit the tarmac running, knowing that a lifetime is not enough to see the art, savor the food, and soak up the history; yet determined to encrust my slice of Italy with every facet of fun.
This year, while planning to cram Sorrento into Rome — after all, it is just a day trip by train — I thought about vacation and what it means to me. New vistas, yes; exhaustion, no. Leisurely dining is lauded, but who in … Read More »
