Ten years a stranger

Ten years a stranger
Immigration

Stories from a decade long relationship with Italy

It must be so weird for them to be dragged around all the time.That was what I was thinking, as jetlagged and weary, we walked down to Ostuni’s Villa Comunale, the city’s green space, housing the only play equipment within a 20 km radius.

Ten years a stranger
Immigration

Stories from a decade long relationship with Italy

OOD: THE STATUS SYMBOL OF THE HASHTAG GENERATION!WHEN FASHION OVERLAPS CULTURE My mother-in-law lives in an apartment in a small city in Apulia. Her balcony faces a piazza, where the food market is held twice a week.

Ten years a stranger
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Stories from a decade long relationship with Italy

How an unintelligible bizarre culture became my constant companion I remember standing at Roma Termini with a printed bus ticket in my hand, watching a mother and daughter in skin- tight jeans and runners. They were speaking in husky voices and the sounds just washed over me.

Ten years a stranger
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Stories from a decade long relationship with Italy

Witnessing history and sacredness in a former old distillery We recieved a text from Enzo at around 5pm. The ‘Pizzica Spagnola’ event is on at ExFadda at 7.

Ten years a stranger
Immigration

Stories from a decade long relationship with Italy

I gave myself an early birthday present this year: a bicycle, with a trailer for the kids, complete with jaunty red flag to keep us seen. It resolved a significant transport problem for our family. I really love riding with my children. It feels like walking around with a newborn baby, because people are constantly smiling at us as the little ones wave from their chariot.