There are not a lot of things that I miss from back home, but one of the things I have on that short list is snow. Winters in my country are this magical fairy tale and snowing is exactly as described in children’s stories.There is also that after snowing part with the slime, the bogs, and insane traffic, which no one loves and I won’t mention; I will pretend it doesn’t exist...
Yesterday evening was dedicated entirely for two of the winners of my contest. We’ve met at Piazzale Michelangelo and after awarding the bottle of wine to my first place winner, we’ve watched the sunset over Florence talking about future projects, the amazing city in which we live in and how great life can seem from this perfect spot in Florence. While the sun was setting over the...
After the resounding party yesterday, coffee at the crime scene was in order. It’s so hot in Florence these days that I would just melt in front of an air conditioner, which I would kill for right now. Luckily, our house it’s pretty well hidden from the sun, so we enjoy shade all day long, but we can still feel the warmth of the air coming through our windows. After all that heat, the...
Monday again and that means Writers Group meeting. Because it’s just us girls left (we chased the guys off the continent), we drank a lot of wine and at some point found ourselves talking about porn. It is said that if you leave more than two women alone in a room, with alcohol in sight, inevitably they will talk about sex at some point. Maybe that’s true or maybe it can be a myth that we were...
