the pink city

The pink city by Janice Nigro There is nothing like a personal tour of a city especially in a foreign country.You will get to the best restaurants or events without having to work at it, and in the local language. I did not do my homework for my brief tour to Toulouse, France, after some... Continue Reading →

driving in LA with the GPS woman

Driving in LA with the GPS woman by Janice Nigro I do not have a car, and I live in Los Angeles. Everything happens in cars here, and the total number of hours you spend in a car just to get to work is not something you really want to calculate. Visiting friends are somewhat... Continue Reading →

when the LA woman is the GPS

  When the LA woman is the  GPS by Janice Nigro I do not have a car, and I live in Los Angeles. Everything happens in cars here, and the total number of hours you spend in a car just to get to work is not something you really want to calculate. Visiting friends are somewhat incredulous... Continue Reading →

Back to being just Janice…

Back to being just Janice… by Janice Nigro I have thought many times that I should write a story about integration, oddly back into my own country. Except that I am still doing it, and I am not sure I would categorize it as a success. I had always wanted to live overseas. I thought... Continue Reading →

Firenze and the selfie

Firenze and the selfie by Janice Nigro German airports seem to have one answer for weight gain. It is down the stairs and up again, and if the plane is remotely parked, you get to do that all over again. It is as if the architects planned it that way to prepare passengers like me... Continue Reading →

marine layer filter

Nothing much happened today until about 19:00 when I saw these colors in the sky from my window. I ran with my camera just a bit late, but managed this sunset photo on the beach in LA. I really love these when the marine layer filters the sun so you can look directly at it... Continue Reading →

just two hours underwater

just two hours underwater by Janice Nigro I especially love the dive holidays where you can leave home in flip-flops and arrive at the dive destination in flip-flops (or slippahs where I went). Los Angeles to Maui is one version of the flip-flops only necessary dive holiday. I had a short trip ahead of me,... Continue Reading →

an airport with a view…

The parents of my father were born in a small town in Sicilia. Over the years I have visited the island, really another country, because I wanted to know where my DNA came from. Ironically, it was because of my mother, of German descent, that I ended up at a Sicilian wedding in winter. It... Continue Reading →

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