Three must-know words before beginning the post: cornetto (“kohr-neht-toh”), questo (“kweh-stoh”), and quello (“kweh-loh”). Do not proceed until firmly committed to memory. These will come in handy during a visit to Italia (“Italy”). After a first night of restless sleep, still jet-lagged and with aching soles, we wandered or rather, metroed, to our first attraction…
Author: Travielpursuit
When in Roma…
Rome, Roma in Italian, is known to the wider world as the Eternal City. With such an impressive title, the traveler would expect to be struck speechless the moment they stepped out in the street. Well, we weren’t, at least not initially. Maybe it was the jet lag or the rumbling tummies (we were dying…
Where to start. Where to start…
Planning for our next trip to Europe was a tremendous undertaking. To be completely honest, at times it felt overwhelming to the point that we wanted to call the whole thing off. We couldn’t possibly do this on our own. But you must begin somewhere. If it is something you truly believe is worthwhile, you…
In another life…
One trip to Europe and a tour of China do not a traveler make. I can’t recall whether or not we were apprehensive about our second (or what I like to call our first official) trip to Europe. The training wheels would be off this time. No hosts. No interpreters. No chauffeurs. When I think…
Trust your instincts…
And finally, the epilogue. I so badly wanted to title this post “Getaway from the getaway…” But a full weekend and several days have passed and the vitriol has mostly died down. Maybe now I can be a bit more clearheaded and objective. No promises though. San Juan Island is not for everyone. The same…
Underwhaleming…
The Dialogue. Maybe after nearly a year and half of not going anywhere, we were getting a little rusty at travel; we forgot our day bag at home. Thankfully, we were only a mile away when we came to this embarrassing realization. First stop was breakfast at the Strawberry Patch Cafe in Everett. The place…
Domestic it is then…
I had hoped to had gotten all the posts related to our past international travels on the blog before we had taken our first “post” pandemic trip; at this point, I am not even a third of the way there. The muse hasn’t come around lately so I’ve been in a bit of a writing…
Just charge it…
This may run counter to what we have been taught (or indoctrinated) about credit cards; that they should be used for only emergencies or when there are no other options available. We charge every conceivable thing on our Alaska Airlines Visa Credit Card. Not to sound like those annoying television commercials but for each dollar…
“Open jaw”…
I don’t think I lose all credibility (OK, maybe just a notch) for not knowing that arranging a flight into one airport and flying out of a completely different one is called an an “open-jawed” flight. I literally thought the term referred to some sort of dental procedure. But that is exactly what we did….
Planes, trains, and the automobile…
There is a stark contrast between how people get from point A to point B in America and Europe; a reflection, I believe, of each country’s age. At roughly two and half centuries old, the US is a relative newcomer. Naturally, the nation leans toward the modern–the automobile. Why use a train or bus when…