Somewhere-Else-Sick: Homesickness for the Wanderer

I don’t get homesick. I get somewhere-else-sick, sure. Heartsick, missing something  from my past, nursing a heartache. I used to think it was because I don’t think of myself as having a home, and even when I’m in the place I usually call home, I get somewhere-else-sick. Lately I’ve stopped thinking of myself as lacking … Continue reading

The Bottom Line? Gelato

Today, just when I thought I was beginning to adapt to the lung-crushing humidity and sweltering heat of Italian summers, I realized that I’m not. My ancestors evolved to survive on cold rainy rocks in the northern Atlantic Ocean, and I’ve spent the last couple of decades (read: basically my whole life) in places where … Continue reading