Shopping on an award miles budget

  or when the moon and the stars align...or something like that... by Janice Nigro My phone dinged. Just in those few moments before sleep when you are supposed to have your best ideas that you will never remember. I ignored it. I didn’t want to suffer the consequences of a poorly worded response when... Continue Reading →

The Christmas pasta

by Janice Nigro Families get together over the holidays. Exchanging gifts and watching movies. And eating. And well... eating. Growing up I would say Christmas food for me was a lot about the cookies. My grandmother made the best cookies on the planet. She always had cookies in a cookie box, a rectangular Tupperware number,... Continue Reading →

Arrivederci

by Janice Nigro We think it’s exciting, adventurous, and life changing to live and meet people around the world. I can say with certainty that it is. Right up until that moment you decide to leave, to move on. That final moment when you pass through airport security and you know you will make your... Continue Reading →

When your passport is an open book

When your passport is an open book by Janice Nigro We always traveled, but it was not until my youngest brother was old enough that we needed passports to do so. I was already a teenager at that point. Although I don’t remember much about the first passport, I clearly remember the reason for it-a... Continue Reading →

just ask a local…

just ask a local… by Janice Nigro On a recent trip to Rome, I overheard a guest ask the hotel concierge to recommend a good restaurant. She specifically requested a restaurant that only locals would go to. “That’s a fantasy,” I thought, “We are in Rome, where exactly does such a place exist?” There are... Continue Reading →

Every suitcase has a story

Every suitcase has a story by Janice Nigro It’s tough to leave your things behind. And yet packing a suitcase is a great exercise for figuring out what's essential for your life. I have stared at my now travel trunk and thought how can three months fit into that? I fortunately have only a couple... Continue Reading →

On being an immigrant

On being an immigrant by Janice Nigro I have never been quite sure what exactly is the difference between an expat and an immigrant. My grandparents were Sicilian immigrants but I was a US expat when I was in Norway? One thing I can tell you is that I felt no different than anyone else... Continue Reading →

A product of passion

A product of passion by Janice Nigro There are words that simply cannot be translated from one language to another. There are things or things we do that do not exist in other cultures. I wonder for example when the word for “ice” entered into Indonesian. There is no accurate translation for gelato-we call it... Continue Reading →

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