Tag: Frigento

The Village at Nightime

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Jun 2, 2014
Posted in: Photos

At nighttime, the village glowed yellow as the light bounced off the stone walls and roads.   It felt like the set of a movie. And I kept chasing the leading man through the shadows.

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The Castle That I Don’t Remember

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May 29, 2014

Going to the castle made me sad. Not because I didn’t have fun. I had a lovely time. But I knew it was all going to be over soon. My aunt and uncle and cousin had to drive back to their village, and the next day we’d leave for the Amalfi coast. I’d be back…

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Warning Signs in Italy

Posted on
May 27, 2014
Posted in: Random Musings

My family has trouble following directions. I’m not entirely sure if it’s a my family thing, or an Italian thing. Sometimes it’s hard to tell.   Like their total disregard for warning signs. Is it a countrywide epidemic? Or is it just that my family is nuts?

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Pranzo in Italy

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May 26, 2014
 

I suppose I should have warned Rand.   Honestly, though, I thought he knew. That is why I didn’t lean over and whisper, “Pace yourself. There are four more courses to go.” I mean, why else are they called primi and secondi? They are referring to courses. What they don’t really mention in Italian restaurants…

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The Archaeologists in My Aunt’s Yard

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May 22, 2014
Posted in: Random Musings

I wish I had taken more photos of the archaeologists in my aunt’s yard, but I was too busy marveling at the fact that there were archaeologists in my aunt’s yard.  She was completely used to it, of course. Her village, my grandfather’s own, is ancient. I knew this. The area is full of artifacts…

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Borgo San Rocco 37, Frigento, Italy

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May 15, 2014
Posted in: Hotels

We needed a place to stay in Frigento. The home that my grandfather had bought my grandmother all those years ago didn’t have heat, so it was out of the question. We arrived just a few weeks before Easter, but even then, the house was still too chilly. I didn’t need much convincing on this…

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WTF Weds: The Peacock in The Village

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May 14, 2014

“Is … is that a peacock?” Rand asked me as we walked through the village. “Where?” “Over there, by the church.” “I highly doubt it,” I said, squinting in the direction he was pointing. “I don’t think that-” And then I saw it. “Yup,” I said. “That’s definitely a peacock.”

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