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Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Practicing What I Preach

I sincerely believe in my byline "Health From The Inside Out" and so for consistency's sake I am unplugging from social media until after Easter--you might say I am writing off blogging for Lent. One way I try to keep my life in balance is with travel and so I will share one wonderful adventure I had in Italy last year. I hope you enjoy it!
Italy, After All

We were doing our favorite thing when we travel, strolling.  It’s different from walking, which is too fast and usually implies a destination, or at least a direction. 
No, strolling must be slow and meandering enough to allow us to link arms and pivot deftly to stare at delicacies in a bakery window, or to sniff out an alluring aroma from an unseen gastronomia. Trays of olives in oil, salami sliced razor thin, focaccia, pizza, and those spongy pillows of deliciousness, fresh mozzarella.  
Aimlessly drifting like fishing nets to catch whatever delights that come, we ambled with hearts open wide to Ligurian enchantments , made endearing by the sharing.  Our eyes danced from side to side, marveling at the buildings splashed with the burnt colors of Taos.  

We delighted at the ubiquitous laundry hanging from windows framed with shutters the color of girl-scout uniforms.  And we laughed out loud at the sight of a yellow lab poking his head through a hedge implausibly growing on a rooftop.
“He seems to be surveying his domain,” Doug said.
“Perhaps he is the K-9 officer, keeping the streets of Nervi safe,” I chirped, and we moved along, loving Italy.
Wandering through a narrow alley an aroma stopped me in my tracks.
“What is that smell?” I gasped.
Doug said, “It’s probably dog poop.”
I said, “On the other hand, it could be cheese. This is Italy, after all.”