This is my dear friend Beth who grew up in a small town in Alberta that borders Saskatchewan. Her love of teaching and adventure took her to London, England where she met her ginger prince, James, an Irish fellow in case you didn't get my subtle hint (and she literally refers to him as this in conversation amongst friends). They lived in London, currently live in Vancouver, Canada, and got married in Ireland. If theirs isn't the epitome of international love stories, then I don't know what is. While it may seem storybook perfect, captured in a few lines like this, I give them my utmost respect- though love knows no borders, the heart certainly knows the pain of living far from childhood friends, stomping grounds, and family. It is no small feat to see a cross-cultural relationship until the happily ever after. I suppose that one of the most integral revelations a couple must have is that they must find home in one another because once you've had the privilege of living and loving in two different countries, well, you will never truly be home in a physical place. So congratulations Beth and James and grazie for having us at your gorgeous wedding. x
Ciao a tutti! First off, today is the last day before unofficial summer vacation for practically all of Italy. Not sure if you knew this, but in August, the majority of Italian companies shut down to allow for their employees to head out to the sea and basically live the dolce vita that Italy is so famous for. In the past, this used to be even a month long, nowadays, the standard is usually 2 to 3 weeks but hey, who can complain about that?! This whole concept has evolved around this time of year as August 15th is Ferragosto, an Italian and Sammarinese public holiday coinciding with the major Catholic feast of the Assumption of Mary (yup, that's straight from Wikipedia but let's pretend I knew it off the top of my head). We are so stoked to be headed off on the motorcycle starting tomorrow so make sure to follow the Instagram feed (@questadolcevita) for immediate updates on where we are. First stop>>>SIENA!
Second thing on my agenda today is to share with you a new blog that suggests wanderlust might just run in the family. My cousin Allison and her boyfriend Chris are both born-and-raised Edmontonians (actually I'm not 100% sure about the boyfriend but meh!) just like me and attended the University of Alberta, graduating with degrees in something that requires you to be exceptionally smart. They then behaved like most normal, logical human beings, working and saving until they decided to quit their jobs and head out on the open road for an EPIC AROUND THE WORLD trip which will eventually see them to Australia. I can't help but be overly enthused about this because of 2 reasons. First reason is that is means I'm not the only crazy person in my family and second reason because they are visiting places I've never been which means I get to indulge in that 'living vicariously' thing through their blog. The blog is called 2Peas, find it here. I will now leave ya'll a little blurb from their "About Us" page:
Hey! This is our blog! It’s called 2peas.ca because we’re from Canada and also a little bit attached at the hip (that is, until one of us murders the other for being too annoying). I’m not going to write anything whimsical here about “leaving the daily grind” or “discovering yourself” because I think you’ve heard it all before. I do enjoy cheesy couple photos though, so here are a bunch. I’m sorry about that. But not really.
Anyways, I’m Allison and I like to program things. Christopher doesn’t know what he likes to do. If you’re here you probably already know that since we’re not cool enough to have readers that aren’t our friends or family (YET). We’re on the road and writing this blog to document stuff so people (Hi Mom!) know we haven’t died. Enjoy!
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BUONE FERIE A TUTTI!!!
See you in Siena, then Montalcino, then Montepulciano, then Gubbio....and the rest is to be announced. (Notice how all these places have amazing wine? Strategy friends, strategy).
Happy Mother's Day to all the great mums out there and especially to mine who encouraged me to see the world, your love of travel sure rubbed off! Here's to many more worldy adventures together whether they be in Italy (like in the photo above), or simply people watching from our favourite beach spot under that palm tree in Waikiki.
Every summer between third and fourth year pharmacy at the University of Alberta in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, thirty to forty students embark on a study abroad in Italy- specifically, to the picturesque town of Forio on the island of Ischia. And perhaps I am biased, but it is my belief we learnt more about enjoying life (and food) in those three weeks than in our entire university careers. At the helm of the ship was Papà Salvatore, the patriarch of the family that we spent almost every waking hour with, who taught us everything from making gnocchi by hand to what it means to be truly rich. Richness is found around the table and in the laughter of loved ones, it is to be nurtured in the quiet satisfaction of a day spent following your passion. It is with a heavy heart that the Faculty of Pharmacy Class of 2013 offers condolences to the Colella family, may you take comfort in knowing your father, grandfather, husband, and friend touched so many lives and those lives are being lived now a little richer, even an ocean away.
I might be becoming Taylor Swift. I took a bunch of selfies with Puffo the Kitten and then I collaged them for the blog. I just can't help myself, Puffo and I spend all day together so naturally we are best buddies already. Muahhhhh. Turns out I'm a dog AND cat person, is that even possible/allowed?
Introducing the newest member of the clan- Puffo! We picked him up last night, he was abandoned at just one day old and hand-reared by a young girl who works at the 'gattile' (where they keep cats for adoption). The veterinarian thinks he is a cross between a Siamese and something else- he has blue eyes, gray and white coloring, and even spots like a leopard and stripes like a tiger. I've never had a cat, nevertheless a four-month-old kitten before, so it's going to be quite the adventure. Especially because Massi is slightly neurotic about cleanliness and the impeccable state of the furniture...I've been following poor Puffo around like a nut making sure he doesn't so much as think of climbing on the couch or touching a paw to anything that isn't his toys or blankets. I'm fairly terrified of him doing his business in the house as we are aiming to have him go outside in the garden. So this morning, after several back and forth carries to and from the garden and excessive lamenting on his part, Puffo finally got the idea. Jasmine 1 - Puffo 0.
I've planned our cats' names since before moving to Italy, so I knew I would always have a Puffo. In Italian, Puffo is the name for a Smurf as well as a gelato flavor that is the same bright blue color. While the gelato is one of my favorites (read this post), I didn't choose Puffo for the association with Smurfs- I just like saying Puffo. Say it with me now and you'll love it too- puffo, puffo, puffo. Isn't that fun and silly at the same time? It also kind of reminds me of 'puffy' in English, another word I like.
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Jasmine is a former pharmacist turned writer and wine drinker from Alberta, Canada living "the sweet life" in Bergamo, Italy.
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