Sunday, May 20, 2007


Thanks to everyone who's written over the past week with best wishes and book suggestions—it's more and better advice than I could possibly follow. I may cheat with three books—at the library sale I picked up my old teacher Eamon Grennan's translation of Leopardi, which is slender enough not to notice and may help me with my Italian. Plus, depressing old Leopardi might make an interesting tonic to contrast with the sun-drenched Italy we're expecting to find. Other leading candidates at this time include the portable Thoreau, Cortazar's Hopscotch, Hawthorne's Marble Faun (both because Nada suggested it and because I'm teaching a 19th-century lit class this fall), and Rebecca West's Black Lamb and Grey Falcon (far too big at 1,000+ pages, but the James Joyce-reading Serbian cabdriver we met in Chicago strongly recommended it).

Back from a fast and frenetic trip to Chicago, where we put a deposit down on an apartment in Evanston in a sweet spot between Lake Michigan and the commuter train. Now we barely have time to turn around before flying across the Atlantic on Thursday. I thought I'd post our itinerary here on the off chance that we might intersect with one of you Gentle Readers:

May 24 - 26 London
May 26 - 31 Rome
June 1 Calcata
June 2 - 4 Gubbio
June 4 - 7 Siena
June 7 - 10 Florence
June 10 - 14 Cinque Terre
June 14 - 17 Venice

That's the honeymoon segment. After this Emily's off to Crete and I'm on my own. So what follows is less an itinerary than my hazy idea of what cities I'll visit in the order in which I'll visit them:

June 17 - 20 Trieste and/or Ljubljana
June 21 - 25 Budapest
June 26 - 29 Vienna

Most of the above is subject to change without notice.

This blog will likely be dark while I'm traveling, but it's possible I'll find time for an update here or there. Also, Emily and I have talked about creating a travel blog together—if that happens, I'll let you know where to find it.

Unfinished business: a week ago Jen Scappettone and Will Cordeiro rocked the SOON house. Jen's poetry is a force; Will refused the mediation of the podium in theatrically delightful ways. Looking forward to having Jen as a neighbor in Chicago.

Farewell, addio, slovo, viszontlatasra, abschied!

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