Tag: italy
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The stones of albenga – or stripey rocks ftw!
Flying from Denver to Seattle, I’m scrounging around inside my purse looking for chapstick when I feel rocks. I love picking up rocks at the beach. Preferable stripey ones – I think all of us rock-picker-uppers have a particular kind we prefer. Holding them in my hand and looking at the white stripes on the…
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Wandering through Genoa
Somehow I ended up staying at the Hotel Bologna in Genoa. I have no idea why the Hotel Bologna is in Genoa (although they seem to be everywhere – independently owned and unconnected), but it’s a lovely place, not far from the train station, tucked back into an alley (or “caruggio” in Genoa), so quiet,…
