A Trip To Italy; A Reminder Of How The Right Ended Happiness

The American Dream is now a European vacation. I just flew in from 10 days in Rome and Sicily. It’s always hard to leave. Especially on the Mediterranean, where I’ve found myself returning again & again (I lived in Nice, France, and spent many months in and around Italy, Spain & Greece.

But it still feels different this time. And it’s not the pasta (ok, maybe a bit). Or the incredible wine (ok, maybe…). Regular people in Italy just aren’t stressed, anxious or depressed like we are, for many reasons.