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Every year I sit down to write my year in review. To fit in with the theme for 2020, of course this one was different. It’s been the longest March of our life. A year no one expected, a year no one will ever forget. I’m sure I’m not alone in selfishly thinking on more than one occasion, couldn’t the greatest health, social and economic crisis of a generation happen
I’ve always celebrated the anniversary of the day I moved into my first apartment in Rome in Rome . Makes sense. Every year I make peace with and reflect on another year gone by in the Eternal City. The city I fell in love with decades ago and the city I’ve called home since 2011. This year nothing makes sense. Nothing at all. As we all try to process and manage life
We all had hopes and plans this year. A global pandemic callously crushed them for many. For most of the world, leisure travel has been cancelled indefinitely with borders shut and a range of other restrictions. Even with much of the world slowly coming out of lockdown, sadly so many Italophiles won’t get to Italy this year. We know it’s not the same but businesses across the boot have mobilized
Rome was set to celebrate one of the art world’s biggest anniversary years. But like many plans for 2020, the pause button has been hit. Read on for how you can still enjoy the occasion. First things first though. What’s the link between Rome and Raphael? Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino wasn’t born in Rome but the city became his home and his muse at a very young age. He spent
I had plans this year. Big ones. Like many people. My family was set to celebrate a milestone birthday and was planning to holiday together in Italy. I had returned to Rome just 6 weeks before, preparing to kick into rehab to manage the fallout from 8 surgical procedures in an 18 month period. It felt like I blinked and I was then back on a plane leaving a lockdown
60 million people in lockdown. Italians don’t have a reputation for forming queues. Nor are they a race you’d think would be ok with social distancing. Touching, hugging, kissing, socialising, togetherness. All defining characteristics of the Italian DNA. And yet here we are. 60 million people told to stay at home, go out for essentials and keep a metre distance from one another. No more passeggiata. No more morning coffee