Fruit of our Labors

May 1st was spent grilling seafood with new friends under a very cooperative blue sky. Our host, Fabio, told us that summers can be unbearably hot here in Rome. “The sky is so blue, and the sun beats down so hard. I prefer the humidity in Manila.” Thing is, high temperatures don’t faze me. Two…

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Pronto

I feel really silly thinking back on all the bitching I did when I was packing stuff to take along to Qatar. Because now, with a child in tow, it’s much, much harder. So much harder that I’ve had a headache for the past couple of days. Again, the malle, our big blue trunk, is…

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