My Not So Difficult Life

When the sun is burning her hot-humid rays down upon you, there is only one thing left to do. Hit the beautiful turquoise waters of the Mediterranean and swim.

Li Feruli

Something to Celebrate

Three years ago today I boarded flight #16. Toronto to Rome. From Rome I boarded another flight to my home, Sardegna. I can’t believe three years have already passed. It seems just like yesterday I was kissing my loved ones good-bye. The person I was then is not the same person I am now. I have grown-up. My life far and different from those I left.  Continue reading

Horse Eats

I have eaten the deeps of the Mediterranean and sampled the rich earthy reds grown from my own backyard. The strange sea creatures placed before us at our late, late evening meal are bizarre, stinky and shiny. One dish (locally known as Cannolichi) reminded me of cheese covered rain worms with olive oil and a few herbs. I dared to try it but only a small bite. The crunch and the image in my mind turned my taste buds off and vowed to never eat or see this food again.  One night when browsing the menu I was surprised to find Continue reading