Saturday, November 4, 2023

Flood Emergency in Tuscany

The latest storm to move through Europe left much damage in its wake. Storm Ciaran gained strength as it moved through England and then France, leaving more than one million people in the latter without electricity and mourning several deaths. 

When the storm hit Italy, it started with some wind damage along the northern regions - dangerous waves along the Riviera and some resulting flooding that increased in severity as it made its way down to Livorno (south of Pisa). 

Ciaran then picked up more steam as it proved too much for Lake Como and the Siveso River, prompting widespread flooding. 



The storm then moved through Tuscany, dropping about eight inches of rain in a three-hour period in the wee hours of November 3. The town of Campi Bisenzio (northwest of Florence) faced what may have been the worst of the storm, though the larger city of Milan took its share of damage as well.

Ultimately, the Italian government declared a state of emergency and allocated millions of Euros to fund the initial phase of cleanup. Meanwhile, at least six people died and many more lost their homes and livelihoods, leaving communities devastated on many levels.


This has been the second deadly storm for Italy in 2023, the previous hitting the Emilia Romagna region, where it displaced thousands of people and killed nearly one dozen. Communities are still recovering from the billions of Euros worth of damage.



Wednesday, August 30, 2023

Look Familiar?

Those who have known me for a long time might think this blog looks familiar. It is the blog that I introduced years ago, but I didn't keep up with it.

I think this time is different. 



I am at a different point in my life now.

I'm busier than ever with various work and personal projects, but I'm also more focused on Italy than ever before.

Andiamo!

Welcome!

Welcome to my new blog! I hope you enjoy it as it takes form.

Why Italy?


My family is a mix of multiple ethnic and cultural backgrounds, but the one that was most prominent in our household came from my maternal grandmother. Her parents made the trek from Italy to America for a better life for their children, and while my great-grandfather Antonio embraced everything about America, my great-grandmother Teresa did not. She went so far as to refuse to speak English most of the time. She missed Italy deeply. But despite her heartfelt ties to their hometown of Alanno of the Pescara province of Abruzzo, their five daughters married American men and carried on few of their parents' Italian traditions. Even my grandmother cooked few Italian dishes and remembered virtually none of the Italian language as she grew older.

Nevertheless, my grandmother, Rose, was Italian at her core. She and her sisters displayed the typical dark Italian facial features and curved noses, loud laughs and sly humor. And they did sometimes talk about their parents, Antonio and Teresa Sciarrelli. 


My trips to Italy in the past have felt like times to experience a country that always felt close to my heart. And while there, I felt comfortable, as if I belonged. As soon as I left, I wanted to return.

I have yet to visit Pescara, the surrounding cities, or even any town in Abruzzo, but I plan to explore it in the not-so-distant future.

For now, I am learning about the Italian culture and slowly learning the language. And as a part of my efforts to become more familiar with the country, I have begun to follow some news from Italy, which I will share here as frequently as possible.

Thanks for joining me in this journey!