Archive for August, 2010

Ticking away the moments

This entry is part 9 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

We’re packed. iPods are charged. All the lists have been checked and re-checked. Even the cats have tried to find a space in the suitcases. And the emotions are all over the place. Mostly because I’m just so very tired, with still so many things to do. Perhaps, at some stage, I just need to switch off, and get…

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Where breathing in will turn you on…

This entry is part 8 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

People who see my music collection often comment on the strange range of genres. Not to mention some of the very weird songs that I have. “My boomerang won’t come back”, and “Ernie, the fastest milkman in the West”, are not songs that you would find in many people’s collections. I guess I can be…

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All these places have their moments

This entry is part 7 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

One of the first accommodation tips we got was from a very sweet couple who shared a table with us at a wine tasting. Being retired, they whisk off to Europe every winter to their house in France. I’ve always envied people who are able to do this. They also frequently travel to Italy, and always…

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Tra voi tra voi saprò dividere

This entry is part 5 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

The one thing that would influence my decisions around the route between Rome and Venice, was music. And when you get to go to Italy, it would be really silly not to see an opera. And yes, we both actually enjoy classical music, so it would not be torture of any kind. The first choice,…

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A picture paints a thousand words

This entry is part 2 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

I was too young to be considered a worthy traveller when my parents embarked on an organised tour of Europe. And I was too young to bother to care that I missed out on an adventure. Those were the days of slides. And those were the days when people would still visit friends, and not end…

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We’re on a road to nowhere

This entry is part 1 of 33 in the series Pasta, Passes and Passions - Italy 2010

It’s been a long life…… It’s mostly self-inflicted. When your work happens to be one of your passions, you tend to put life second. And you never have time to not be working. Which is why we end up taking only a few days off every so often. Quick-fixes. The road to nowhere. Besides, I’m not…

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