At this moment I am on Lufthansa Flt. 474, from Munich to Montreal, around seven hours long. It is Monday, the 18th and I left Tuscany this morning for the ride to the Florence airport and that place is a circus, very small and very chaotic. My flight to Munich was...
I can’t believe I have waited all this time to tell you, but pizza is NOT sliced here in Italy. You get a pie that sits neatly on a plate and you get a knife and fork because that is how you eat a meal. We are always in such a goddamn hurry that we focus on the finish...
“If I’m not far away from myself, I’m not far away from home” Me I’m back on my bed in my Hugh Hefner robe. I had a great dinner in my regular haunt, Bar Visconti. I walk in now and the entire staff lines up at the entrance to greet me. I politely acknowledge them,...
We are in a race against time. I want to share my day with you and it is already passed my bedtime. I am propped up on my bed and trying to figure out where the hell to begin the day and that’s tricky. The last half of my day had a tremendous impact on the beginning,...
My first morning here at Castello di Casole was a seamless continuation of yesterday’s experience. I decided to get breakfast before starting my usual routine of yoga and running. I have already told you about dinner and how I was truly overwhelmed by the service,...
