Angelo’s nephew is eighteen-months-old. At this point, the little guy understands a lot of Italian, but he can’t yet say much (kinda like me.) His vocabulary consists primarily of: ba, bama, and mamma. (I swear he said, ‘Obama’ once, although it’s a little early to know his political leanings.) Like any baby, Andrea does not let his limited vocabulary keep him from communicating his wants and needs. Read more »

If you love a man (or woman) in a uniform, Italy is the place for you. Italy doesn’t just have cops, it has a variety of cops, all of whom are armed to the teeth and sport snappy outfits, cool sunglasses, deep tans and trim physiques. (Really, with so many different outfits to choose from, the Village People could could have a hey-day.) Read more »

Angelo has been taking Rebif for two weeks now. It’s too early to know if it’s helping; this stage is all about his body adjusting to the drug. While the jury is still out, the results can be classified as a very cautious: so far, so good. Read more »

I write a guide about Naples for easyJet inflight magazine now, and every month when I gather the necessary information, I fall a little more in love with this intriguing city. There are so many layers of history everywhere you turn in Naples; the Greeks, Turks, Persians, French, and Spaniards have all left their mark.

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I-have discovered a new oxymoron: Italian customer service. This applies, at least, to our internet provider. Our connectivity in Naples has never been great, but for the past month or so, it has been completely unreliable.

Angelo has called the company dozens of times, but he rarely gets a human. When he does, they say they’ll transfer his call, but he’s learned that this is merely a euphemism for hanging up on him. Read more »

Obviously, there are things I haven’t mentioned on this blog. The fact that my fiance has multiple sclerosis is one of them, and yet it’s a big part of our life together.

I didn’t even know Angelo had MS until we’d known each other several months. We met online, you see, and our connection started there. We chatted about all sorts of things, nature, politics, philosophy, music. We just clicked in a lovely way, and to this day, we always seem to have ideas to bounce off of each other. Read more »