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This is Thirty – How to Reach the Top of Mt. Vesuvius

I've known you could reach the top of Mt. Vesuvius (Vesuvio in Italian) since I was a tour guide, but had never actually made it up to the rim of the volcano myself until this past summer. Though the summit is in view almost everywhere you go in the Gulf of Naples, it...

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This is Thirty – Due to Extraordinary Maintenance

Today was the day I was going to finally submit my citizenship application now that I had my certificate and the 250 Euro fee that goes with it. I scanned the certificate on Rami's iPad, just like I had with the rest of my documents that have been uploaded on my...

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This is Thirty – Global Climate Strike

"No Frank," the woman pleaded as she pulled on her end of the leash with both hands, "we don't have to buy bread right now." The golden retriever on the other end sat adamantly in front of the bakery, leaning against her, straining for the door with one paw. "Ciao...

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This is Thirty – The Perfect Free Beach on Via Sorrentina

"What do you want to do most?" Rami asked as we sat on the terrace of our Airbnb. Luna ran around in the yard with Sal, the dog that lived on the property, they churned up dust from the dry volcanic soil. A breeze blew up from the sea in the distance, up toward the...

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This is Thirty – Why It’s All Worth It

*These 6AM days got the best of me yesterday and I passed out before finishing this blog yesterday* A few more hours at the immigration office this morning and I officially have an appointment to renew my permesso. The police were different people, and grumpier. We...

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This is Thirty – Immigrant Life

I was supposed to write another story today but I'm exhausted from an early morning at the immigration offices here in Florence. Though I'm applying for Italian citizenship, I don't have it yet (I just had to pass a B1 (intermediate) Italian test for the last part of...

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This is Thirty – Roadside Fruit Stand

We were looking for fruit. Vendors, markets, anything fresh. The grocery stores we had found were dimly lit and mostly seemed like dollar/euro stores and I couldn't find anything on markets in the area. The road skirted around the slopes of the volcano. "...but have...

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This is Thirty – I Missed Writing

For the past days I've flown across the world, I've hugged so many people that I love and danced into the night with new friends. I walked barefoot in the granite gravel of New Hampshire and the volcanic rock of Mt. Vesuvius. My head swirled with languages and accents...

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This is Thirty – Airports

I used to love airports. I wanted to work in one. Anywhere - didn't matter, I could've rung the cash register at the Hudson News. I just loved how many different people were always there, traveling the world. I loved hearing different accents, I was always so excited,...

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This is Thirty – Vlogger in the Florence News

There has been news in Florence swirling around a YouTube video from a Norwegian vlogger named Harald Baldr. On the 24th, Harald posted a video he had shot from right in front of the Duomo. It shows the men on the street that sell knockoff posters (they lay them out...

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This is Thirty – Video Games

There are photos of my father holding my brother in his arms while he focuses on the television - his hands on a Nintendo controller. I started "playing" as soon as I learned to push buttons, and then really started playing once I realized that two controllers meant...

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This is Thirty – What Balls

I just spent the greater part of my day yelling into my computer screen after trying to pay a ticket online. Rami has already spent a few days attempting to speak to someone and explaining to them that we shouldn't have gotten this ticket in the first place, but none...

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This is Thirty – Revolutionaries

Here's a terribly summed up history of the beginning of United States that I've briefly re-researched and based on my spotty memory of my US history lessons throughout my childhood: Some people from Europe didn't like Europe. They didn't have the life they wanted, and...

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This is Thirty – Plant Trees

All I want to do is plant trees. I want to wander the earth and put my hands in it, make it richer and sow seeds smaller than my fingertips that will turn into rainforests. I read of the people that watered the earth and cared for it. I saw the photos from one year to...

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This is Thirty – From Door to Door

Tonight I walked the city from one old door to the other. I stood outside the open gate in San Frediano. Luna played with a husky puppy in the pathway that King Charles VIII of France took when he entered the city. I love the view from that side of the river. The...

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This is Thirty – Selfies in a Different Light

I used to take awkward selfies with a real digital 90's/00's camera (which was harder) and post them to my MySpace page (I'm OLD - for the tech world anyway). By the time Facebook became popular, I was pretty much over selfies. Even up to recently, I'd stopped taking...

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This is Thirty – A Night in Naples

The streets of the historic center of Naples are narrow and crowded. The buildings huddle together in the sunset, casting a dark shadow onto the already darkened streets. Seagulls scream from up above the chaos. Neon lights throw even more color onto the walls and...

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This is Thirty – Naples is the Artist’s Palette

Florence is a masterpiece from the bristles of the artist’s brush each tower and turret perfectly placed the canvas mapped-out by a master each color bold and brazen as if it was dreamt up in the mind and brought to life only to be set behind glass framed up on the...

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This is Thirty – Out the Train Window Florence to Naples

We're on the train now. Traveling at high speeds - 300kph or 186mph - we're flying down the country. If we drove, the trip would take four to six hours without traffic. To fly it's a little over three hours in the air - and that's without boarding and deboarding. On...

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This is Thirty – Huyler’s for a Soda

In August of 1943, my great-grandmother went to see  “Deanna Durbin” in Her’s to Hold.” (It was very good, she said, if you were wondering). Then she walked up Tremont Street to meet what I can only assume is her mother (called Nannie) and had a soda at Huyler's. That...

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