NOT lost in translation
Is it coincidence that Mr. Bean presents himself nightly in this non-english speaking household...I think not!

The Real World
I am now staying with four other solo traveling women representing different countries at an intercultural space called Serydarth in the town of Casale Monferato, Piemonte, Italy. The exact terms and purpose of the living situation were unclear prior to my arrival, but I was pleasantly surprised once I got there. Coordinated and founded by the lovely Cristhian Scoranno,the home is run as an intercultural space inviting volunteers to stay (room and board) in exchange with giving back to the community in some way, whether it be language lessons, workshops, or just volunteering outside of the home. It is sort of a sustainable communal living experiment, and it seems to actuall

Venice IS breathtaking, but don’t eat bread in front of poor people, please.
Venice is a walking city; full of such beauty the air seems romantic. I took advantage of the exercise, and had an unconventional trip that lacked amore, but was filled with inspiration. Looking around the piazzas you find everyone with a map in hand attempting to navigate the narrow passages and canal crossings. I opted to a

Marrakesh Express
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=116654After being in Spain for two months the question of where I was going to go next started to come up frequently. This required intensive planning, or no planning at all. I opted to be spontaneous.

A REAL Moto Guzzi....
I am now in Mandello, Italy, near Lake Como, birthplace of Moto Guzzi motorbikes, and home to my dear friend Jo. This is my view from the loo:and my new tattoo (for my brother boos):