Dusk is folding into night up here on my little hill. It’s a warm summer eve in Los Angeles. I’m listening to the Chinatown CD by The Be Good Tonyas. Oh sweeter songs were never sung. And the second I’m done typing these words I’m going back to bury myself in this and imagine my little car winding its way down Italian roads. Windows rolled down.
I can study road atlases for hours. I never tire of imagining the pages springing to life as sea and land. In my mind I can see the details in the landscape. No better way to dream than with a road atlas.
Dear Suzanne from Chicago sent me her very own Rome travel guide. Bits and pieces of articles and recommendations and lore. She’s heading off very soon for her 3 month stint in Asissi which is in Umbria. She rents an apartment and lives there for part of her year. She always stops in Rome and is very familiar with it so recommended the exact neighborhood for my sister and I to stay in for maximum pleasure. Photos of THAT apartment coming soon to a blog post near you! Yes, apartments are easier to find and cheaper to rent than hotel rooms in a city like Rome.
Buck thinks the whole travel idea is overrated. He has grown pensive imagining his 2 weeks alone. I told him it wasn’t until April, but he’s ignoring me.