Marina Piccola – Capri

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2017 took me to Capri for the first time. We stayed at a fabulous B&B Bettola del Re in the lovely little town of Ana Capri. I much prefer Ana Capri to the busy hustle bustle of its big sister.

After Capri we visited the Amalfi coast. It sealed the deal for us regarding retiring to Italy. No we couldn’t afford to buy a home on Capri, or the Amalfi coast, but it pushed me to explore other places, and that’s when we found Abruzzo.

I’m thinking of Capri today because this morning I made a sponge cake, and filled it with cream and jam. Why did this make me think of Capri? During our visit we ate at at a lovely restaurant Le Sirene overlooking the Marina Piccola, which in my opinion, is much more picturesque than Marina Grande. After stuffing ourselves with fish and pasta we thought we could eat no more, but we were wrong. Our waiter twisted our arm and we shared a piece of sponge cake (pronounced spongie cake).
My mamma, she a make it this morning
Maybe she did, it was the best spongie cake I’d ever tasted. I hope to eat there again sometime.

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Roccoscalegna – Men in Tights

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Easter in Abruzzo was colorful. After the solemn procession on Good Friday, we enjoyed this amazing display in Roccoscalegna on Easter Monday. This wonderful village is 20 minutes from my new home. Can’t wait to live there full time.

Vasto and Fossacesia

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Life doesn’t get much better than this. The Chieti coastline.

Abruzzo – The Old Olive Mill

What a difference a year makes. My daughter and I fell in love with this old house when it was empty, dusty and dressed in yellow. I know immediately it was the one.

The Beauty of Abruzzo

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I never tire of the rugged beauty and greenery of Abruzzo. It soothes my soul!

Adriatic Sabato

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And Saturday is here again. Always busy with chores because I work during the week. Not complaining, I have an interesting job among very special folks. If I didn’t work I wouldn’t have things to look forward to, like my upcoming trip to Abruzzo. Feast your eyes on this rugged unspoiled coast. Isn’t it beautiful? I can’t wait to call Abruzzo my home, but wait I’ll have to, because it’s not quite time.

In two weeks I’ll be enjoying this beautiful view in person. An Adriatic Saturday!
Good things are worth waiting for!

Relax

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A year ago we were in staying in the beautiful Adriatic town of Vasto.
It was my husband’s first trip to see the home we’d bought for retirement in Abruzzo. We had no time to relax. Two weeks were spent cleaning, finding furniture, buying and fitting light fixtures, opening a bank account etc., etc., before returning back to the US to work (we have to pay for the house somehow).
I found this photo today. It’s the view from the beautiful Residence Amblingh
This was where we stayed for two weeks while we worked on our house, it was our haven and kept us sane.

The Final Move

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Not long now until we make our final move, and I know its going to be a good one!

I’ve enjoyed everywhere I’ve ever lived. Shildon, Butterknowle, Summerhouse (all in county Durham), Brompton-on-Swale (North Yorkshire), Blandford (Dorset),  Dortmund (Germany), Worthy Down, (Wiltshire), Chatham (Kent), Parker and Franktown (Colorado), but it’s almost time to retire and live out our dreams.

Abruzzo is calling, and the call is getting louder.

 

 

 

 

Rome

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In 2010 I went to Rome for the very first time. I’d been to Italy many times but never Rome. This was the view from my hotel, the Marriott Grand Flora, at the top of Via Veneto.
I was hooked as soon as my feet touched the ground. The smell, the chatter, the atmosphere.
I remember standing on the banks of the Tiber with Castel Sant’angelo behind me, looking across the bridge towards the city, gasping for breath. It was almost too much to take in. I couldn’t even lift my arms to take a photo. I glanced at my husband, who stood next to me, and saw he felt it too.

Rome isn’t just a trip, it’s an experience, its something you feel.

 

Morning has Broken

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