Sicily, Italy: The Italian Isle

After 9 months of intensive travel, moving every 3-4 days, Hannah and I elected to treat ourselves with a cruise. Exhausted, we boarded the ship ready for a more permanent home where all our needs would be met for 16 days as we made our way from Rome to Dubai. Sunrise shone on the smoking … Continue reading Sicily, Italy: The Italian Isle


Salerno/Amalfi Coast, Italy

At one point, a tow truck with a small excavator had to squeeze by the bus in the opposite direction. We got as close to the guardrail as possible. I was sitting on the window side and looked down to hardly see any road, only craggy cliff face and lemon trees below. Suddenly, Hannah started laughing. The drivers had high-fived out of their windows as they passed each other, with mere inches to spare! Nevertheless, it was a good experience.

Rome, Italy: Part 1

Outside Vatican square, we passed a large fortress and castle. Beside it, the rounded arches of 3 separate bridges skipped across the murky, opaque green of the river running beneath them. The bridge held a gaggle of merchants selling wares and beggars seeking charity, just as they would have in centuries past.

Venice, Italy

It was directly reminiscent of the Muslim 3PM call to prayer that we experienced in Skopje, Macedonia. This time, white clothed nuns in hair covered habits made their way through the maze of churches, just as the Muslim women in their flowing black draping traversed the Bazaar. This reflection made me draw pause, perhaps we aren’t as different as we have been led to believe.