God in the Middle & Verdi’s “Ugliest Opera”
We didn’t go to a church today, literally, but we did go to the high temple of opera. More on that later. First, let’s go to a museum of a church! Diptych of the Five Parts from the 5th century…
Plastic Dynamism, Synthetic Definition and Historiographical Taxonomies
It was all art, all day. All art baby. Cans of Love in Preserve art. You might not even see a church in today’s post. Mid 20 c Morandi. Early 20 c Kandinsky. We did a tour of the Museo…
Old News & Other Oxymorons
We checked into a quirky hotel in Milan. Make of it what you will, it’s not run of the mill. Rooms have a theme; ours is hunting lodge. Go figure It’s enough to make you go ethical vegan. We have…
I Don’t Know Why You Say “Goodbye” I say “Hello”
That’s the thing with ciao, isn’t it? Only less confusing than I Am the Walrus. Worse is prego. If you bother to say thank you, grazie, you are virtually forcing an Italian to say prego; often you can hear the…
Sunshine Enough to Spread
We decided to go to the beach. But which beach? SS found a decent lido nearby with a website; they had a bar graph which showed typical client traffic, hour by hour, in real time. At 8 a.m. on a…
Changing of the Guard
Namaste Nardo. Nakemiin Nardo. Nagemist Nardo. When you really think about it, nothing happens when the guards change; the same uniforms, the same job descriptions, the same duties, one sentry called Oliver is replaced by another called Charlie replaced by…
Melonville, Springfield or Porpoise Spit?
Who knows. Who knows? Was yesterday’s post two days ago? Is today the fourth day we went to the beach or the seventeenth day we looked at a church? Was it 36.5 degrees yesterday or was that the day before,…
Jesus H. Christ…
…does Lecce have a lot of churches. Mama Mia Cher and Meryl a lot. 90,000 people and 40 choices in the old city alone. We set out to discover them all. Not. However, we did the rounds, and it was…
The Blight on the Piazza
Our first Saturday here, which we spent in Naples (and even at 2 a.m. on a Monday is noisy, busy, chaotic and unpredictable) was noisy, busy, chaotic and wound down around Sunday mass. Our second Saturday, in Matera, resembled the…