Like Rome, I had been to Berlin, our last stop, nearly two decades ago. Sandwiched between my self-important and overwrought teenage musings, my old journal notes that Berlin felt like the first dynamic place, a city not preserved but alive and changing, one that subverted my sheltered expectations of Europe. It has that same feeling… Read More Standing by the Wall
Initially I was considering a pair of daytrips outside of Rome during our six days there, in addition to the wedding-related activities we were signed up for. After a few busy days, I realized that would be a thorough over-commitment and a surefire recipe for trip burnout. So Naples, specifically Pompeii, landed on the editing… Read More Florentine Diversion
How does one even start to write about Rome? What new or insightful take is there on a city that has been visited for thousands of years, a seat of a republic, then empire, the home of the Pope and his church, the capital of Italy? My only experience here was over two decades ago,… Read More Bread and Circuses
It’s a short flight from Belgrade to Rome. Italy’s capital was the driver for this entire trip: we were here to celebrate the wedding of a long-time (I won’t say old) friend of mine from Oregon. True to stereotype, I arrived at Fiumicino to a frustrating sequence of long airport lines and a disorderly train… Read More Il Matrimonio
Zak Abroad 