I have no known connection to Scotland. For all I know, my ancestry goes back to when the first humans arrived in the land that is now mainland China and settled there until 1990 when my mother boarded a plane and arrived in La Guardia, Queens in New York City with two suitcases and $300 in her pocket. My Company, on the other hand, has traced part of his lineage back to the Mackenzie clan of the western Scottish highlands. Steeped in mystery with emerald green mountains, navy oceans and lochs with an unsettling fog that moves through the land during early mornings, Scotland would be the next destination in our exploration. Continue reading “Where the Wild Things Are: Scottish Highlands and Edinburgh Fringe”
June 20-23, 2018.
Oh, Bologna, gastropub paradise of Italy and hidden foodie destination. Having been twice before, we almost skipped over Italy all together on our trip until we were convinced by friends from Bologna that if we like food, we should stop here. I was skeptical, and like most tourists flocking to Italy during the summer, wanted to visit the far more popular Venice or the Italian Rivera to take fabulous looking photos on the rocky beaches of Cinque Terre. Instead, the allure of the Emilia-Romana region with its tortellini in brodo, mortadella and tagliatelle alla Bolognese won (and we’re not even carb lovers!) because we have our priorities straight.
As our ferry departed Athens for Santorini, I could feel every second of hectic city life dissipate into the waves. We had a really big year, both emotionally and professionally, and I was looking forward to the future. But, before that exciting future, we had a vacation to enjoy. Every little moment.
Two countries later, I cannot stop thinking about Athens. We were told, “3 days are all you need,” and when I had suggested Greece as a vacation spot a year earlier, my Company had strongly refused. Yet after a short few days, as we woke after an evening out with new friends from across the Globe (Zambia, to be exact) and having drunk ouzo deeply into a night that turned into morning, we weren’t ready to leave.