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Midnight Train to Dijon

17 March 2015. Italy -> France I propped myself up against the train wall, crammed inside the aisle of the now moving train. My legs were straddling both of my bags as I tried to make as much room as possible for yet another passenger to pass through. I was standing outside what was supposed to

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Alone in Venice

15 March 2015. Venice, Italy I looked out on the buildings of Venice. I was at the top of Campanile Di San Marco, a tower in the southern part of the town. In front of me lay the criss-crossed blueprint of the buildings of Venice, with their winding streets and very un-American-sized alleyways.  To my left

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Kidnapped in Italy? Part 2

14 March 2015. Monza, Italy Read Kidnapped in Italy? Part 1. Paola lived at an apartment complex off a side street in Monza. The door was inset 3 or 4 feet from the sidewalk, giant slabs of concrete the color of carbon copy paper holding the whole thing up. I walked to the front door of the complex and

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Kidnapped in Italy, Part 1

14 March 2015. Milan, Italy A few days after my getting murdered scare (and by “getting murdered scare” I mean “me being an idiot”), I found myself at Teatro EDI Barrio’s, south of the Milan capital. I had just finished watching an improv show which had been a lot of fun. It was entirely in Italian, which I know

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Afraid of the Italian Dark

13 March 2015. Monza, Italy The sun had finished it’s job for the day as the night sky overtook Monza. Paola and I were walking along the Royal Villa of Monza, an enormous building that once served as the home of the royal family of Savoia. That is until King Humbert I was murdered there. Paola had

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