Who is your ‘Inner Italian?’ Former Italy dweller and expatriate Kelly Carter celebrates hers
November 8, 2009
- Like my friend and fellow African-American expatriate Kelly Carter, I learned how to TRULY celebrate my “Inner Italian” during my days in Florence, Italy. Here, one of the city’s charming mini-buses rounds the corner of a picturesque street alongside the Arno River.
Here's the view from outside the window of my lovely rented flat in Florence, Italy. Vicolo del Canneto is a charming, narrow street just off the Ponte Vecchio ("Old Bridge" in Italian) and the Arno River.
I wrote recently that my friend and former newspaper colleague and friend Sharon Sanders invited me to dish about my “Inner Italian” on her “Simple Italy: Italian Food, Culture, Lifestyle and Travel” blog. Through this blog, Sharon helps her readers understand that ““Even if we don’t live in Italy, Italy lives inside of us.” Reading Sharon’s Q&A interview with me inspired my good friend and fellow Italophile Kelly Carter to take a cobblestoned stroll down her own personal Italian memory lane. She shares it in this Kelly’s Korner post.
Kelly and I met during our days in bella Italia, and obviously the lessons she learned during her amazing two years continue to shape her life on this side of the pond. So for those of you who’ve been pondering a move abroad—or even spending an extended period of time in another country—you’ll probably be ready to quit your job and buy a one-way airplane ticket after reading this piece.
Take a look at Kelly’s post and share you celebrate your OWN “Inner Italian” (or “Inner French Girl” or whatever lifestyle has captivated you). I’d love to know!
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Kelly | November 9, 2009 at 12:40 am
Ciao bella,
Thanks for linking to my website and sharing your photos. My, how many times I boarded that bus, which stopped right outside my apartment building, to go to the train station.
I know I’m living in the past because I still have your Firenze address in my BlackBerry. And I still have my Italian mobile number , along the with the Italian mobile numbers of Stacie and Susan, the Bikini Chef, in my BlackBerry as well. I can’t bear to delete this info for I would be deleting memories.
A presto,
Kelly
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urbantravelgirl | November 9, 2009 at 12:59 am
Kelly,
TELL me about it! I’m sure I over-idealize the time we spent in Italy, but it really was amazing and continues to be life-changing. I say we’re fortunate and blessed to have great memories like that. Many, MANY people live entire lifetimes and never have great times like we did — so I’m all for reliving good memories!
Maureen
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