St. Paddy’s Day, Ireland and Italian Pizza

Between pints of Guinness over the weekend*, hints of words of a blog post floated through my head. When it all came together on paper, it just wasn’t enough. I came up with a couple good lines and then was left with no idea how to finish the story. The truth is that this time last year we were in Ireland, and it was amazing. I’ve told you all about the amazing Irish locals we met, the ones that now know our life story and are somewhere wandering the middle of Ireland remembering us just the same as we remember them**. We were in the homeland, celebrating the homeland’s holiday. Pure bliss. The story goes that we met on St. Paddy’s Day in an Irish Pub in the Newtown suburb of Sydney. He followed me around the bar all night while I actively attempted to ignore him and he spilled his life story in Italian-tainted English. I politely listened but really didn’t pay that close of attention. The details I remembered late the next day was only that he was in a band. That was three years ago.  This year we celebrated our 3 year anniversary by taking a seat in one of the most Italian places in all of Sydney. Every waiter in the place was so Italian that I actually didn’t have the choice to speak in English when Lorenzo’s true identity was revealed to our waiter (a whole two words in). So just to reiterate; we celebrated our 3 year anniversary as an Italian-American couple in the middle of Sydney on an Irish holiday in the most Italian restaurant in the city. This is my life. But it’s pretty good. Without further ado, I give you, [one year and] two days late: A recap of my Ireland photos. Enjoy!   Cliffs of Moher Ireland is the most photogenic country I’ve been to yet. Very little editing needed on these photos. Galway, Ireland along the ‘Prom’. The River Liffey. Perfect lunch in our favorite spot in Dublin; St. Stephen’s Green. It’s a secret. Happy St. Paddy’s Day, I hope you drank green beer!   Disclaimer: *That is a blatant lie. **They do not remember us, surely.

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Sunday Photos: San Francisco Snapshots

Sutro Baths San Francisco, CA

Although we aren’t done with California just yet, we have seen a lot in these last fifteen days. I have been traveling and seeing all that I can see, meaning that I haven’t been live posting and have a lot to catch up on. In the meantime here is a look at some of my favorite photos from the seven days we spent in San Francisco this month. This photo was taken from the Marin Headlands viewpoint across the Golden Gate Bridge from San Francisco. It was one of the only clear days we saw in seven days. Clarion Alley in The Mission, San Francisco. Famous for politically and socially empowering and just colorful art murals. Our footsteps behind us leading back up Baker Beach to the Cinque Terre-esque neighborhood of Sea Cliff in the distance. Baker Beach is San Francisco’s main nude beach; we had been warned but were possibly not prepared. Watching the sunset at San Francisco’s Sutro Baths, a ruined structure overlooking the ocean which used to house elegant swimming pools but was destroyed by a fire in 1966, shortly after it was shut down due to high maintenance costs. This is the french toast I waited two and a half hours in line for. It was beautiful and the Bloody Mary was amazing but I wouldn’t suggest going for brunch at Mama’s on a Sunday in August.

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Sunday Photos: Best of Seattle

Pike Place Market Seattle, WA

As I’m leaving Seattle today, I am sad to say that it will be a while before I again step foot in this lovely city on the Sound. Being away from the city for almost two years made me determined to see the best of it (and show it to Lorenzo) while I was here this summer and exploring it made me realize how much I didn’t know. Lack of good planning and some budget issues meant that we didn’t get to see everything we wanted, but we still had a great time and we saw a fair share of some of the best of Seattle. Here are some of my favorite photos from the last month. Pike Place Market is synonymous with Seattle, inside you can find colorful fruit stands, stinky displays of fresh seafood and a million little specialty shops. Clearly I like cocktails; this one is from The Pink Door, an Italian restaurant near Pike Place Market Market. It was mix of lavender liqueur and Prosecco. Funky little sculptures carved low into the wall near Royal Grinders in Fremont. I’m never really happy with the result of skyline photos but Lorenzo did a good job capturing the beauty that can only be seen on a clear Seattle day. This photo was taken from the observation deck of the Space Needle with Mt. Rainier floating in the background. Last but not least here is a tasty view of one of our many little treats along the way. Pain au Chocolat and Macaroons from Le Panier just near Pike Place Market and Starbucks. Browsing my photo history, I see that I didn’t take as many photos of Seattle as I would have liked, but sometimes you just have to live.

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Sunday Photos: Cinque Terre

This week marked the first real springtime (more like summer) full week in Florence. After a horrible stormy and gloomy Monday, the sun came out bright and beautiful! My company spent this Saturday on our first Cinque Terre trip of the season. I have a bright red triangle-shaped sunburn on my shoulder to prove it. Cinque Terre is made up of five towns (literally means five lands): Riomaggiore, Manarola, Corniglia, Vernazza and Monterosso. There are a series of paths or hikes that visitors can take to travel from town to town and they vary in difficulty respectively. Unfortunately, just recently there have been mudslides in the area and the paths are currently closed until further notice; in hopes that most will be opened after Easter. Here are some photos from my trip: Via dell’Amore was the only open trail; it is more or less a sidewalk along the coastline. All along the way there are love locks and other trinkets locked up on just about everything. I almost wished Lorenzo was there to share a smooch with me at this lookout point. Almost. One of the things I love the most about living in Europe is the way people’s everyday lives are so visible to the passerby. In one of the most touristy towns in Italy, the residents wouldn’t think twice to hang their clean laundry in the fresh spring air. It is truly one of the most lovely sights to watch the clothes flutter against the bright colors of the old Italian houses. Above photo taken in Manarola. Due to the closed trails we spent the majority of our time in Vernazza, rumored to be the most beautiful of all the towns. I spent the day snapping photos (and getting a sunburn) while my fellow tour guides snoozed in the sunshine!

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Lazy Sunday Photos from Florence

This morning Lorenzo and I skipped out on our usual Sunday brunch with my workmates in honor of sleeping in, since we’ve had late nights all week and weekend. When we finally did manage to drag ourselves out of bed we decided we better get outside since it has yet to start raining, despite the clouds threats. Here are some photos from a our lazy Sunday passeggiata.   Spring is in the air in Florence and I couldn’t be happier. Just in time… Happy Sunday!

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