Just Bidin’ My Time…in a good way.
The last days of a trip are always strange for me. My mind turns toward home. I am mentally packing …
The last days of a trip are always strange for me. My mind turns toward home. I am mentally packing …
I’m revving up for home, I guess. I woke up about 4:30 a.m. and ended up reading, etc. until I …
I was homesick leaving Positano. It seemed strange leaving Ron and Becky and heading back to Scalea instead of to …
I woke to another beautiful view from my balcony. The weather is absolutely gorgeous the last few days. I went …
Well, another Sunday in Scalea. I woke to another beautiful day from my balcony. I don’t think you can see …
I can’t keep away from myself for long. Strangely enough, after I arrived in Scalea my time clock was worked …
I never really wrote about my first house. I guess I always felt as if I were on my way …
I moved last Friday. I’m loving living in Centro Storico. After five trips carrying STUFF from my last place and …
There are times that my personality serves me well. I’m a “big picture” person without much attention to detail. I …
I have become a celebrity of sorts. I am a prospective renter. One day I was roaming the streets looking …