Abruzzo 2.0

This is where I live. One of the many wonderful towns in Abruzzo.

Loreto Aprutino

It’s where I used to live and where I’m living once again.

I suppose it’s like a reboot. A restart. A new beginning.

Well sort of.

Abruzzo never really left us; we just had to go away for a while.

Life can sometimes bite you when you’re not expecting it. When it happens you just deal with it as best you can.

Now that I’m back I’m thrilled to be here again.  Back enjoying a rhythm that seems to suit.

It reminds me of the song Everybody’s Talkin’ by Harry Nilsson, I’ve always loved the line “going where the weather suits my clothes”.

The truth is it’s not all about the weather. In fact as I look out the window at the pouring rain I know that it’s a sunny day back in Dublin. And Ireland is kind of special once it gets a bit of sun.

Abruzzo just seems to suit my personality and spirit right now. It’s hard to explain and I’m not going to try.

But, it’s far from perfect.

I do hate the pigeons that leave a daily carpet of shit on the streets.

I’m truly pissed-off by the unwanted water that seeps incessantly into our cantina.

And don’t get me started on the bureaucracy and inefficiency that would suck the life out of your soul on a daily basis, if you were willing to let it. If it wasn’t such a great place to live. If it didn’t have that indefinable quality that makes all of the difficulties, all of the hoops you have to jump through, and all of forms that you have to sign multiple times, seem simply irrelevant.

Patience and acceptance – virtues perhaps but sometimes you need them in abundance. Negotiating the seemingly ever changing and complex rules of how you get things done can be disheartening.

But this is not a rant. If anything it’s a love song. A love song to a very special place.

The thing is that even after you add up all the problems and difficulties, this region of Italy, this roughest of all rough diamonds, is a joy to live in.

I feel lucky.

I’m thrilled to be back. Back living here, back working here and back among so many good friends.

How bad is that!

I’m going to leave you with Everybody’s Talkin’ by Harry Nilsson.



  1. Nice shot of Loreto Aprutino. You are lucky.

  2. Hey, that’s Loreto, where my grandfather was born! I will be there next spring.

  3. Lucky you returning to Abruzzo!

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