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Moments in the Amalfi Coast: Praiano, Positano, Capri

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A few years ago, Italy called, and I picked up.

I have been inside Rome’s colosseum, I have quite literally frolicked in Tuscany with a glass of Chianti classico in my hand, and I’ve spent an afternoon floating in blue water and under golden sunlight in Cinque Terre. [Kristen Gruidl, if you’re reading this, wow, I miss you and I miss these moments, in that order.]

I have also sat in one of those skinny gondola boats while an Italian man in a bright red striped shirt sang us sweet nothings and steered us down the canals of Venice. How could I forget?

This June, Italy was calling again and we answered on the first ring. Her name was Amalfi. Here are a few memories of our beautiful weekend with her.

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simple math

i asked him, “can you do this eleven more times?“

“do what eleven more times?”

“can you work and live in weird little apartments around the world, with me, eleven more times?” 

it had been one month to the day that we left for our remote year. there are 12 months in a year. we have 11 to go.

light bulb.

he looked up. smiled.

“yes.“

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this one’s for keith

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Our weekend exploring the English countryside

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We just had our first weekend away exploring the English countryside. As I type that I’m asking myself, “Away from what? From home? Has London become home? Is this apartment now our place of residency? Did we just leave for a weekend and come back to it because we live here?”

Yes.

Coming back to Shoreditch from a weekend away, feeling a sense of genuine comfort walking through the door of our little apartment and picking up my weekday routine right where I left it is big for me. It’s a realization moment. We are living abroad.

This weekend we wandered away from city-life and into country-life. One 20-minute Uber drive to the train station and one hour-long train ride out of London later, Keith and I found ourselves in a blue rental car driving on the ‘wrong’ side of the road and totally panicking about it while simultaneously gawking at the amount of greenery all around us. Our eyes weren’t used to it. Keith almost crashed.

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