Posts tagged with: Italian

I managed to find my way to the US for Christmas this year. A big undertaking, big accomplishment, minimized risks. It was a big priority to see my parents this year so I found a way! (Said “easy way” involved flying Frankfurt to Boston, self-isolating in Maine for 5 days, then driving all the way......
I’m not ready to leave Italy!! Why not just extend? But I should return to “real life” right? No more Life’s Waiting Room. I really appreciate the start or finish of things. In 2018, when I thought I was moving from London, that last night walking alone across the Millenium Bridge I was in tears.......
After the hourlong drive from Trieste, I parked the car, hurriedly paid the meter, and casually-coolly-quickly-sauntered to the beach promenade. Stepping onto the sidewalk, I looked down to my phone to re-check where to meet him. Glancing back up, suddenly I was taken aback. It was one of the loveliest beaches I had seen in......
Norman is sweet. One of the kindest, most empathetic people I’ve ever met. Norman is cute. Taller than me. Norman doesn’t think I should lose any weight, and in fact has come out verbally against it. Norman goes out of his way to help people. Norman has gone out of his way to help me,......
I found date #4 on OkCupid. Chad. Italian, good looking, good job. I downloaded the dating app after a friend suggested it and matched with Chad in the morning. Three messages later and we had our date for the evening: Walking George in Treptow Park, potentially followed by a glass of wine. The evening was......