If ever there were a spot to start a time-traveling adventure, it would be here at Polvere di Tempo, via del Moro 59, Trastevere. Globes hang from the ceiling, hourglasses, big and small, line the shelves. You’re at the nexus of space and time. This slideshow...read more
We ate our way through Italy (of course!) Armed with our Bible, the Osterie & Locande D’Italia (a “slow food” guide) and our Lonely Planet guide books and assisted by various taxi drivers and concierges, we had only a couple of misses in 19 days....read more
Yesterday evening’s storm cleared the skies and the air, giving me a cool morning for my last run in Rome.read more
#onthismorningsrun and the second-to-last day of a fabulous vacation!read more
These crazy Italians! We go to Gradola, a cliffside beach club around the corner from the Grotta Azura and everyone is jumping off the cliffs!! And so do we. But then it gets even crazier. At 5:45 p.m., the official tour boats that take people into the grotto leave....read more
#onthismorningsrun in Ravello–which we love!read more
Why do I want to be Italian? It’s the cousin network. Sunday we went an all-day boat ride up the Amalfi Coast–snorkeling, playing in a waterfall and just enjoying each other. But, day’s end, when we left the boat, jumping off to swim in to the beach...read more
Boats at Bagni Sant’Anna Marina Grande, Sorrento.read more
La Tonnarella, a castle-like hotel perched on a rocky promontory overlooking Sorrento. It could be the setting for an Agatha Christie mystery–except it is too sweet and beautiful. It has its own beach–accessed by a tiny elevator that descends down the...read more
We spent just one night–and it was not enough. It has New York energy. And it also seems as though it doesn’t care. It’s sort of, “Here I am, this is me, love me, or don’t.” And we love it. This slideshow requires...read more
My gym for the day, doing a killer workout routine by @alyssagagarin. Capri is in the backround.read more
The Ponte Vecchio Bridge #onthismorningsrunread more
Wherever we go in places like Venice, I’m fascinated by what lies behind those ornate doors. And, thanks to the Biennale, we get behind a few doors that are normally closed to the public, but whose owners open them up to the public in the name of art....read more
Remember Plato’s allegory of the cave? What we see usually is just the shadow of the true world, out in the light is the truth. Or something like that. Down this dark alley, I found the tiramisu that is outside the cave. Tiramisu has never been for me. But here...read more
A good museum, in my book, prompts you to ask more questions–and to search for answers. And two museums in Venice did that for all four of us. The Fortuny Museum and the Jewish Museum in the Ghetto. The Fortuny was just provoking in a wonderful way, but also...read more
We head out to Italy in July and August–when the temperatures are hottest and the crowds are thickest.
But we find rooftop pools, rocky beaches and fresh breezes.
And lots of quiet byways off the teeming streets.