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Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.

  • Last Nights in Toscana

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    We wound up staying Monday through Sunday morning. Friday night, we went to a restaurant in Orbetello (Il Pischeri) where the specialty is fresh-caught fish; it’s run by fishermen and they serve you the catch of the day, each night…. Read More ›

  • Feniglia

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    Yesterday we went to the other beach, Feniglia (Fe-knee-lee-a), which is 10 km from the villa near Orbetello. It was quite different – more of a public beach, but still Olivier phoned ahead to reserve beach chairs for us and… Read More ›

  • Frigidaire

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    This is the name of the beach we’ve gone to twice now. I’m learning more about how it all works now: for example, this isn’t a public beach (which explains why they have beach chairs for you, each with a… Read More ›

  • First Night in Toscana

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    We got in right at 5 p.m., after roughly seven hours on the road from Como. The drive was nice, but we were all losing our cool toward the end. Tuscany is similar to what I imagined, with the arid… Read More ›

  • Como

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    18 hours in Como, en route from Germany to Tuscany

  • Driving to Italy

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    Tomorrow, we leave for our first roadtrip here in Europe. My friend Miriam really encouraged us to fly, as it would be less time in a confined space with two little kids, but I was insistent to drive. It’s about… Read More ›

  • Next to Nothing

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    This phrase came up today: Dawn said she could really get used to doing next to nothing. That’s the topic of today’s blog, and once I get done with it I will be filled with a sense of accomplishment. Today,… Read More ›

  • Mount Olympus

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    Called “the monarch of the Olympics,” this was the mountain we set our sites on as the big trip for the year. It’s not what you would call technical in terms of required skill (you should be comfortable with glacier… Read More ›

  • Ye Olde Photographs

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    We said last night my mom’s dining room is like your favorite bar: it has an old banquette table in the corner, below windows overlooking a cobblestone street, and a Bavarian-style chandelier overhead. Between the warm lighting and the wine,… Read More ›

  • First Sunday in Germany

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    …began shortly after midnight with our two kids awakening. I thought it was near dawn, but was puzzled why there were people out walking in the streets. Then we realized it was 12:20. They got to sleep near 4 probably,… Read More ›