Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 98 – Just Sunday

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Ever since last week, every day feels like Sunday, but I had a feeling this morning that this is the last Sunday of the week and I should go back to work tomorrow. For a lazy day, I woke up a little early today, although not as early as I promised to and took a friend grocery shopping. I know that doesn’t sound like fun, but I am such a food shopping freak; I love everything about it:...

Day 78 – Picnic, coffee in my favorite cemetery and a bus ride

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I had an amazing Sunday. It started out with a picnic at Villa Demidoff, where we ate a great lasagna made by beautiful and dear friends and lots of tramezzini, which we love, prepared carefully by yours truly in the middle of the night. We love going to this park and if you have a car you can use, I recommended for any kind of fun activity you would like to do outside; especially for reading a...

Day 72 – The kind of person I “used” to be

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I seem to be a very different person than I was three years ago. That is not even a little bit true, but because I am more constrained by time and life priorities than back then, this seems to be the general opinion (even mine sometimes). Today, me and my better half took a ride down the memory lane and remembered one of my adventures. I had just moved to Florence and everything seemed to shape...

Day 71 – Florence and I, hand in hand this weekend

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This weekend I got to spend a lot of time downtown of Florence. I’ve missed that a lot; seeing the city, going out for coffee, meeting friends and working on my projects. It feels like everything is coming back to normal after a long time of misery. I love this city and I can’t imagine living anywhere else right now; I can’t say I will never leave it and I can never know what could pop out of the...

Day 45 – Rambling sentences about my day

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I woke up too late. That’s not even a fact anymore, it became a cliché. Made breakfast and got dressed really fast, just because I wanted to get out of the house. We took two mugs from the house and headed towards the bar, preparing to fill them up with coffee and spend a pleasant morning in our garden. Tough luck, because today was St John’s day (patron saint of Florence), which is a public...

Day 36 – I hate coffee, but…

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I think anyone who has met me once, has faced my cappuccino addiction. I am always the coffee girl that screams from a mile away that she needs it and can’t live without it. I am the kind of girl that goes to aperitivos and orders cappuccino instead of  alcohol. I always say yes, whenever someone asks me out for coffee and I am the first one to get in line when an espresso machine is around. What...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu