No matter how I try to avoid Rome, it draws me back inside. Not having to drive in is less stressful. Having a Roman in tow makes it a memor...

The long ride from the old center of Palermo to Rapitala took us through a labyrinth of winding roads going towards the newer parts of the ...

I was sent on a mission from the past, 100 years into the future, the place where my grandfather and his family lived to Palermo. The origin...

One week in Italy and our travel mate Steve Trachsel hadn’t had any pasta. What? That’s nuts. After all my pasta porn from this week and Ste...

It’s a common occurrence. The father has accomplished many things. His life force is still strong. And his son is standing there, growing, r...

To just give a perspective of what we just did, imagine if you lived in Dallas, Texas and just drove to Big Bend National Park. Or San Dieg...

As I tear up the Italian wine trails, both the autostrada and the back roads only found by GPS, eventually when I land in a winery tasting r...

Excuse me while I go a little deep into the Italian heart of darkness with this one. I’m sure most of you all are tired of the panoply of ap...