Or Halloween.
Italians don't do much with the Day of the Dead. Carnivale is a bigger costume party. And there are no orange carving pumpkins to be found--except on U.S. Air Force bases.
And yet....
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About Me
- Rebecca
- After 16 years working as a journalist, I left the familiar safety of life in Salt Lake City for a two-year stint in Florence and Rome with my husband and 6-year-old son. I'm adjusting to cultural dissonance, tamping down any twinges of ugly Americanism and trying to learn Italian....This blog is a collection of travelogs and random musings from one American broad abroad remaking her life before she turns 40.
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