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When you reverse the letters of ROMA, it says AMOR. Literally: love. A disguised message the ancient Romans wanted to pass onto us? In any case did that possible message not stay unheard, as many Italians today still plunge into love with soul and bliss. The Italian men are known for conquering their potential sweetheart …
It’s Sunday morning, 9 February. I’m having a cappuccino while sitting in the sun at my local bar and eavesdropping the conversation of the three elderly Italian ladies at the table next to me. The name Diodato is mentioned and I immediately know what they are talking about. Of course, what else should they be talking about. …
A little more than a week ago – on Saturday morning – something scared me properly. I woke up, prepared myself a nice breakfast and greeted Alessandro, my flatmate, with an enthusiastic Buongiorno! We had a little chat and he informed about my house search. Eh? Of course, I’d known since forever already that I …
Imagine, you’re in a restaurant or in a bar somewhere in Italy, and you urgently have to go to the toilet. You follow the sign which probably leads you down a narrow staircase where you eventually find the toilet. One for the ladies, one for the gentlemen. Luckily, it isn’t occupied and you rush inside …
It’s Blue Monday today, the most depressing day of the year. Right, that’s a nice way to start a blog, isn’t it? But don’t worry, because that’s not what this blog is about at all. The title of this blog however does refer to the colour blue: Nel blu, dipinto di blu, a well known …
Last week, when still in Holland, me and my friends went out for my birthday dinner so I called the local Italian place to book a table for seven. Last-minute another friend decided to join us, so I rang the restaurant again to change my reservation into a table for eight. I hesitated whether it …
Being born on the second of January means that every year again, it seems like there’s no end to the holiday season. I take full responsibility for the many New Year’s resolutions of family and friends that have been given up on in the very first days of the year. As I do every year, …
Christmas has flown by and although spending time together with family and friends is the most precious thing of all, unwrapping your name-tagged presents which have been staring at you from under the Christmas tree, is pretty exciting too. Did you get any red underwear by chance? Eh, red underwear?! A coral red bra with …
The best part about living abroad is coming home, and coming home for Christmas is definitely the most special thing. Chris Rea has been singing it so aptly since 1986 already: ‘Driving home for Christmas, I can’t wait to see those faces’. In my case that would be flying home for Christmas, but the feeling …
He’s back! Spelacchio is back again! Who?!, I can hear you think. Spelacchio is Rome’s gigantic Christmas tree that is put up on Piazza Venezia every year. A huge square where buses, scooters and cars cross each other with loud honking and accompanying hand gestures, and with the pompous Altare della Patria marking its south side. Eight …
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