I woke up Monday morning bright-eyed and bushy tailed. I’d just had an amazing night’s sleep after spending Sunday in Venice for Carnevale. Evan would be arriving in Bologna around 11pm and I had plenty to do in preparation – clean house, address cell phone issues I’d discovered the day before, hit the grocery store, […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
My last day in Bologna was pretty close to perfect. It was a beautiful morning and I was up and at ’em and meeting with my future employer by 10:30a in the city center. Afterwards I enjoyed a caffe and was invited to listen to some live music on Friday night…I couldn’t make myself say […]Continue Reading... Comments Off on Delayed.
There’s a difference between being stared at and being judged. I’ve learned to smile through the stares because people, by nature, are curious. Don’t get me wrong. I can feel if someone’s intention isn’t kind when they’re examining me. On the bus, for example, I do get the occasional, “Biatch, you are standing way too […]Continue Reading... 3 Comments.