It all started as the challenge of a year…
Every year I spend my Christmas Holidays, or at least Christmas day, in Italy, with my father’s family. This year was no exception and after landing in Florence on the 21st of December and spending one night there, I then left for my family’s home village, Sellano, until the 26th. Continue reading “Week 48 – Christmas in Italy”
A few years back I had been helping a remote cousin who owns hundreds of acres of olive trees near Florence, Italy, during olive harvest. Since 2013, my mother has bought a house in Puglia, a region in the South of Italy, which has enough olive trees to make our own olive oil too! Continue reading “Week 40 – Picking Olives in Italy over the week-end”
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”
For the past 4 years I have attended an unmissable appointment on the 10th of August in the South of Italy, in Puglia, to celebrate my mother’s Birthday. Problem is, around the same date I also have to be in central Italy, in Umbria, for the traditional festivities of my father’s original town. Continue reading “Week 28 – Partying between olive trees and Trulli in Puglia”
