What the boar told me.

A friend asked me once why I felt the need to make such a final production out of goodbyes. Why I needed to ceremoniously visit all of the places that held a piece of my heart, leaving each behind, one by one. "When you quit smoking," he said, "you don't pick up a cigarette, you …

Natale.

Florence, Italy. The sky was dusky as we began our pilgrimage from Oltrarno to the Duomo. Though only a one kilometre walk, the sea of people into which we were swept up set our pace, meaning it would take us almost forty minutes to reach our destination. The street was alive with chatter in various …

Wave chasing.

When the weather turned hot, we would escape the valley, the heat bowl that is Florence, on the weekends. We would pack a basket, our red umbrella, and some food and water, hop on the train or a in rented car, and find our way to the sea.   We had heard talk of a …

Vicini

Rificolona is a Florentine folklore tradition: a paper lantern festival which lights up the streets of Florence on the eve of September 7th. Originally, the festivities were a celebration of the nativity of the Madonna. The tradition of parading down the streets leading to Basilica Santissima Annunciata carrying lighted paper lanterns on sticks dates back …