Week 35 – I bought a Red Wheeled bicycle

I had thought about buying a bike to cycle around Paris for a while (since early Summer) and had even borrowed my mother’s old bike to fix it and see if I would like using it. However, the bike is old and heavy and even though in the process of fixing it I proudly learned how to change the inner tube of a wheel (it took me 2 hours), I later realized that there would still be too much work to be done on it so I’d rather just buy a new one that I would actually like. Continue reading “Week 35 – I bought a Red Wheeled bicycle”

Week 29 – “La Sagra della Fojata”, my village festival in Umbria, Italy

One of the smallest villages in Italy is the place I call home. I have moved around a lot and this village, where my father’s brother and sisters have lived all their life is the only constant place I have known all my life. Since I left Italy 17 years ago it has become more than ever the place that connects me to my childhood. Continue reading “Week 29 – “La Sagra della Fojata”, my village festival in Umbria, Italy”

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