Still adjusting to my American life. It never fails: I return from Italy, and stumble back into my daily reality, slightly dazed and wobbly. For days I’ve been attempting to produce a decent written piece, but thoughts and words are fuzzy, my skin still tender from the fiery touch of the aggressive Southern Italian sun. My memory box is bursting, each image a sweet stab to my newly fragile heart.
Hence, dear readers, as I await steady nerves and solid, tangible impressions to type on my computer, I offer you living images of my journey, two short videos of two very different and wonderful places: A quaint and unusual shoe shop in spectacular Sorrento; and my beloved open market street in my town, Portici.
Slip into my videos and live Italian for a precious few!