When I bent over in the narrow hotel bathroom to dry my leg, the last thing I expected was the searing pain that lit up my right buttock.
Tag: Italy
Italy
As we approach the bus station, which isn’t a building at all but a loop in the road with a small sign, we don’t see anyone. If during the vacation I need to dump a body I think I’ve found my spot.
Losing My Way to Rome
Chris Schafale: Look out over the water. Sunset in Rome. Winks across the River Tiber. The color: liquid orange, same as … More
