Bailey Alexander: Dreams from Northern Italy

  • Hiking to Heaven

    Hiking to Heaven

    Each year I hike up the trail to the Santa Barbara Chapel. Built by the miners during the construction of the Hydroelectrical power plant. Stunning views. I can see the chapel from my bedroom, from each of our balconies; she is everywhere. Named after my mother, my beloved Muv. : )

  • Cultural realities of Italy; thriving in chaos

    Cultural realities of Italy; thriving in chaos

    Couple of Europhiles is back! Season 2 with Bailey and Francis. Today, it’s all about Italy and if you like Italy you’ll love the Piemontese. We discuss this industrious northern Italian tribe, as well as cover current topics like digital nomad visas, Meloni’s recent visit to China and how Italy found it’s own solution regarding…

  • Ferragosto

    Ferragosto

    Today is Ferragosto, a special holiday in Italy. Life is quiet, closed, we let go. On this day, I am always walking down a Roman street, almost home on Via Angelo Tittoni. It’s too much, heavy history, emotions – back when the city used to shut down completely, for two weeks, at least. I love…

  • Life in Bohemia

    Life in Bohemia

    A year in Prague; 2012- 2013

  • Dog days of summer

    Dog days of summer

  • patio in piemonte

    patio in piemonte

    #sundavilles and #summervibes

  • Another miss at the Olympics

    Another miss at the Olympics

    I haven’t paid this much to attention since the 70’s. I thought I could not care less. Who to believe. Me or myself? Speaking of the 70’s. When I was 13 or 14 I was a ball girl for the Virginia Slims Tennis event in Seattle. All the top tennis talent came to town. It…

  • Finding your bliss

    Finding your bliss

    Finding your bliss. Meditation. Jumping off cultural cliffs. Gore Vidal. Michel de Montaigne. Reading. Writing. Think that covers enough for today.

  • Hello from Lake Garda

    Hello from Lake Garda

    Blu, a magazine including stories from Lake Garda to the Dolomites: “Nature has been generous with her gifts here. Water and earth, wind and rock have moulded a territory of great variety, where environment and landscape may change colour and character even when a short way apart, all in a harmonious gradation. From the shores…

  • So many Last Suppers…

    So many Last Suppers…

    Last time I saw The Last Supper was in ’22 at the Leonardo da Vinci Museum in Venice. However, there’s dozens of depictions. Of course, South Park and Mel Brooks got in on the act. Yet the one in Paris missed. Felt off, otherly. A sad US trend that didn’t translate, perhaps we expected something…

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