What a treat it was for me to introduce Jay to Pizzeria da Pasquale, home of my favorite potato pizza in Rome. When I lived nearby in 1984, 1986 and 1988, I was a regular customer, selecting pizza a taglio (pieces cut to order, charged by weight) from whatever kinds were on offer. Seen here on the right: potato and zucchini in the back, sausage in the front. On the left: an assortment of stuffed pizze (crusts on top and bottom; filling in between.) Of course, for Jay’s first visit, we had a rich assortment.
July 25, 2014
The spacious staterooms we’ve stayed in on board the Wind Surf allow close-to-the-water perspectives toward each of the ports we’ve approached. Like this view of Amalfi, seen after an overnight sailing from Sicily (including passing close by the active volcano of the island of Stromboli, complete with red-hot lava explosions seen through the darkness.)
July 23, 2014
My friend Penny once told me, “Open your heart just the tiniest bit and love will find its way in.” I thought of that, and of Penny, when I came across this photo from the hard and stony island of Monemvasia. Harsh sun, rocky, strong winds off the sea...and still a plant blooms.
July 22, 2014
When you build your city into the side of a mountain, you’re bound to have to create a tunnel or two to get from place to place. Monemvasia was the steepest place I have ever encountered, though this photo makes it look so easily navigable.
July 21, 2014
July 20, 2014
Our ship was docked in Piraeus for the day, so we hopped on the nearby tram and were in downtown Athens in 20 minutes. Easy. Our agenda: visit the Acropolis and have a gyros sandwich. Missions accomplished. The second task happily fulfilled here at Sabbas, smack dab in the middle of central Monastriaki Square. Easy to buy a gyros and find a shady spot in the square to eat it. Mighty good. (But what I want to know is this: There are three items listed in Greek on the sign and only two in English. What gives?)