I've put this post under S but, quite frankly, it could just as easily gone under R for Random or Running out of Ideas. Anyway, photos from a fabulous trip to the Italian Lakes a couple of years ago. Mainly Lake Garda and Lake Como - they've sort of merged into one in my mind… Continue reading S is for Scraping the Barrel – Photos from the Italian Lakes
Category: Inside Italy
F is for Foodies
Today's post subject is taken from my A-Z Challenge Suggestion Box: 'Why don’t you write more about Italy and its heavenly cuisine through the rest of the month? At least, that is what I want to know more about. A closeup of a gelato stall, tossing pasta, cooking seafood…. drooool! You get the picture right?' Good… Continue reading F is for Foodies
D is for Dude on a Bike
Today's A-Z Challenge is this rather snazzily attired gentleman in Piazza Del Popolo in the centre of Rome. I couldn't decide if he was on his way to a lunchtime rendezvous or heading back home to his wife to atone for a lunchtime misdemeanour! I particularly liked the way he stopped in the middle of the… Continue reading D is for Dude on a Bike
C is for (Cigarette) Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
Friends in the UK used to ask me if smoking was a problem in Rome. I always said, nope, not at all – no one smokes in restaurants and it’s not too bad on the street. Well, it turns out that I was living in some sort of fantasy Rome, where I only ever went… Continue reading C is for (Cigarette) Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
When In Rome
Well, it's been a few months since we returned to the UK and Rome now just seems like a two-week holiday that I enjoyed over the summer. And, just like a holiday, apart from the occasional, 'How was Rome?' from acquaintances I bump into in Waitrose [Ed: what the hell are you doing in Waitrose? You… Continue reading When In Rome
Don’t Leave Me This Way
One of the conditions of my WordPress Least Prolific Blogger (Overseas) award is that I’m only allowed to blog twice a year. So here is my bi-annual update. Unbelievably, we leave Italy in just over a week. Three years have flown by and, despite all my bitching about Italian drivers, Italian shoppers, Italian rudeness, Italian… Continue reading Don’t Leave Me This Way
Venice Queen
Venice was amazing. It was just like being on a film set - I kept expecting Casanova (David Tennant version, obviously) to appear or James Bond to drive past in a hovercraft gondola. Every time we turned a corner, I had to snap away with my camera as the bridges and canals got more and more ridiculously picturesque.… Continue reading Venice Queen
Hooray Hooray, It’s a Holi-Holiday
I've just got back from a week's holiday Oop North, staying in places where Wi-fi is obviously just some crazy-assed technology from the future. No Facebook, no emails, no news and no Big Bang Theory. Did I miss much?? Quick Google search...nope, not a lot. Organising holidays is so stressful. Once I'm there, I'm fine but the planning and… Continue reading Hooray Hooray, It’s a Holi-Holiday
Inside Italy: The Streets aren’t Paved with Gold
One of the things that drives me mad living in Rome is the dirty streets. As most people live in apartments, they have to bring their rubbish down to the street bins. I'm pretty sure they get emptied regularly but these pictures show what the bins and surrounding area look like on an average day.… Continue reading Inside Italy: The Streets aren’t Paved with Gold
King of the Road…A Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, not long ago, the people of Rome woke up to find that some kind Being had left an item called a car on their doorsteps. Despite never having seen one before, had a driving lesson or been informed of the purpose of roundabouts, traffic lights or STOP signs, the people happily… Continue reading King of the Road…A Fairy Tale
Inside Italy: Make Some Noise
So I’m back in Rome after two months away. What’s the first thing I noticed? THE NOISE! My god, I can barely hear myself think (not always a bad thing). I’ve totally got out of the habit of apartment living, being surrounded by hundreds of people. The main culprits are: The Man Upstairs: while I’ve… Continue reading Inside Italy: Make Some Noise
Home ARome
I’ve returned to Blighty for a few weeks to escape the insane temperatures of Rome. I was hoping for cool breezes and light drizzle but, so far, it's been pretty hot here too. Fingers crossed for snow on the way... Sadly, HWW has been left in the heat to, well, work. It's far too hot… Continue reading Home ARome
Inside Italy: Mamma Mia
There must be some Italian mammas out there rustling up homemade tortellini and tiramisu but I haven’t met any of them. Most of my Italian friends are working mums who stop off on their way home to pick up a pasta pronto (ready meal) of lasagna or stuffed peppers. We were guests at a recent dinner… Continue reading Inside Italy: Mamma Mia
Inside Italy: If I Could Turn Back Time…
As part of my naïve stupid enthusiastic commitment to saying 'yes' to new experiences, last month I spent the longest two hours of my life at a traditional Italian folk music concert. Words cannot truly convey the torment I was put through but it was more painful than childbirth. The performers were a variety of singers, children’s choirs,… Continue reading Inside Italy: If I Could Turn Back Time…
Inside Italy: Puppy Love?
I know the British are supposed to be a nation of dog lovers but the Italians surely take the (dog) biscuit. They really love dogs. Everywhere I go, there are Italians - or their maids - walking a variety of tiny dachshunds, terriers and Chihuahuas (Google Chihuahua-husky mixes; they’re gorgeous. Like walking beanie-babies). I know very few… Continue reading Inside Italy: Puppy Love?
Inside Italy: Mad Dogs and Englishmen
At work the other day, my husband (HeWhoWorks) found a couple of large cardboard boxes that were to be thrown out. They were just what we needed to store our little used (ok, never used) camping gear so he thought he’d rescue them. As he left work with the boxes that evening, the security guard… Continue reading Inside Italy: Mad Dogs and Englishmen
Inside Italy: Let It Be…
We had a problem with a leak in the bathroom that was dripping into the apartment below so a couple of idraulici (plumbers) were called in. The leak came from a pipe beneath a tiled floor and two feet of solid concrete, so a pneumatic drill was used to dig a huge hole, which was… Continue reading Inside Italy: Let It Be…
Inside Italy: Don’t stop me now…
I find it interesting that stop signs are always written in English here. Of course, whether anyone stops or not is another matter entirely.
Inside Italy: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
Inside Italy isn't exactly an official guide to visiting Italy, so please don't use it to plan a holiday! It's just a series of random ramblings about things here that catch my eye. Now I’m definitely with Joan Rivers when it comes to housework: ‘I hate housework. You make the beds, you do… Continue reading Inside Italy: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
