I open my bathroom window here in Rome, and see this old orange, still hanging on. And I think of me, with skin once resplendent and firm, now discoloured and marked with creases of time. It draws my eye because on this first trip abroad since the pandemic, I’m realising that I’m not invincible. Time …
‘Stay out of the midday sun’ is the only thought for my brief ‘Roman Holiday’. So, when I receive the ‘“best pasta in Rome” message from my nephew Mark Schramm with the link to ‘Felice a Testaccio, Cucina Romana’, I have one thing to pursue. On the restaurant’s Martedi Menu, I see my favourite …
The island of Gozo is half an hour away from Malta on a fast ferry. It’s relatively remote and has a simplicity about it that isn’t drawing the invading hordes of tourists who could turn Malta into another Ibiza. With Gozitan Anne-Marie relating the authentic past, we relax in air-conditioned comfort taking-in the natural …
The Temple of Concordia and Juno are walking distance from where we sip our Aperol spritz in the shade of spreading Fig and Pine trees. Such a relaxing setting in the cool, until the arugula arrives as a garnish on my appetizer . . . and the bees come buzzing. The hotel menu suggests …
Sousse – Tunisia What a difference a red cap makes . . . to my photos. Of even greater importance are bottles of water . . . and a walking stick . . . to my survival in blazing heat here in the souk in Sousse, Tunisia. Do I care when an Arabian merchant (seeing …