Several weeks ago Pa and I decided to take the ferry to Patras, rather than the longer journey around northern Italy to Greece. There...

We left early, having packed an orange, apple and croissant for the road. Coffee would have to wait. Our general intent was to wander...

I’d be remiss if I didn’t share an incident, perhaps chain of events is more apt, from our stay in Gangi. It was Sunday and breakfast was...

We wanted to get out into the countryside. As wonderful as Palermo is, and Florence, Barcelona, and Lisbon, there comes a time when the...

A light breeze off the nearby sea made its way to our room, so we ate quickly, hoping to make it to the Cathedral before the rush. Out...

We didn’t know what to expect of Palermo, its name familiar, but little else. Some fly into the Falcone Borsellino Airport, rent a car,...

Pa wanted to visit Sicily. The parents of a boyhood friend had immigrated from there. He loved listening to their Italian, and eating...

Last morning in Florence. The Uffizi then the train to Salerno. We wandered, as usual, arriving at the Uffizi just in time for our...

We thought we were up early. But making our way to the dining room, it was apparent that the good sisters start their day well before we...