Despite my high hopes for lots of travel reading (confession: I watched three hours of Call the Midwife on one of my flights when I should have been reading), I had but modest achievements this month. Here’s what I read. Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America It stinks to be poor. ButContinue reading >>
My first run back
I decided not to worry about running while I was abroad. It was only nineteen days, and I knew each day would be packed, so a commitment to running while I was there would only make me feel bad about not achieving it. The town was plenty hilly, so I’d be sure to get aContinue reading >>
Embracing emotion
What struck me first was that he had the head and hair of an adult on the body of a boy. This is fairly common in boys – young men? – of a certain age. He bore other marks of adolescence as well, nervousness being the most apparent among them. We were boarding the planeContinue reading >>
The Choir of St Clare
Our last day in Assisi I was resolved to see the one Fransiciscan sight that had yet escaped me: San Damiano. Though I’d seen the San Damiano cross earlier in my trip at Santa Chiara, I wanted to escape Assisi’s walls and go to the site itself. San Damiano is best known for being theContinue reading >>
L’Eremo delle Carcieri
Two weeks at a music festival is enough to have any soprano singing “The Desire for Hermitage“, so it was fitting that I left my trip to the Eremo delle Carcieri for the beginning of our third week, after a whirlwind trip on a steamy bus to sing at the Vatican. The Eremo, or hermitage,Continue reading >>
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