Anni, Amori e Bicchieri di Vino

Rome, Monday morning, my last few hours in the European continent – I had my ticket for the Leonardo Da Vinci express, which would take me to the airport to board my plane back to Chicago. I stepped out on to the platform, and I inhaled the Italian air one last time. It took a…

Tapas and Sangria in Madrid

I expected a busy european city, full of things to do, sightseeing, many tourists, and long lines. Madrid, is not your typical city capital, the sun comes out early and doesn’t set until 10 pm, the days are never ending and all the nights are young. I’m not going to lie, I spent most of…

Cobblestones

It was the only time in my life I was good. Back home in Seattle, after running away with the money I made from selling my grandfather’s vintage Fender Telecaster and my grandmother’s wedding ring, I spent three months attending weekly AA meetings at St. Elizabeth’s Church. I would get behind the wheel of my…