21,600 steps aka about 10 miles – exploring Rome (centro storico, Trevi fountain, Monti,Trastevere

After pledging not to over walk, we ended up walking 21,600 steps or roughly 10 miles because Rome is a hard place to stop walking. There is always something else, around the corner, up the street, to the left or right. We started by walking across the River to via giulia, one of Rome’s prettiest streets, admiring the well-kept tall residences. Then onto via dei giubbonari , a favorite Shopping street. We ate takeout pizza at old favorite, Roscioli, sitting on a makeshift bench on the side of the narrow street to eat, precariously balancing the food and drink. At Ibiz, my favorite family owned leather store, I mentioned that I’ve been visiting the store since 2014. When the cashier rang up some leather key rings I bought as gifts, she responded by giving me one as a gift. No charge.

Our Airbnb

On to trevi fountain, newly scrubbed, which was so mobbed with tourists that I most found myself almost physically sandwiched between people. not fun. The city does have its overtouristed moments and spots. (Trastevere is packed at night but it makes the place fun!)

Our Airbnb stairwell

The mob at Trevi is how we ended up in the pretty neighborhood of Monti. I wanted a place that was calmer, less touristed. Which is how we found Monti, with lots of nice little boutiques on quiet streets including via Urbana, we ended up st the same gelato place, fatamorgana, we went to when last in a Monti. (It’s also apparently in LA.) Three trends in a Monti: charm stores for bracelets (Taylor Swift effect?), bag locker stores (Airbnb effect?) and vintage stores (also many in Trastevere.)

Roscioli

Tonight we ate for the take out window spot a nearby restaurant Checco er Carrettiere in via Benedetta . Roast chicken and pasta amitriana.

Our Airbnb host, who could match any hotel concierge with her attentive helpfulness also recommended:
Taverna Trilussa (piazza Trilussa )

Corrado Trattoria (via Della Pelliccia )
Augusto Trattoria (piazza de Renzi )

Monte

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Da Enzo (at Last), antica caciara (on S. Francisco), and Airbnb via Della Scala – trastevere – return to Roma

Da Enzo

We walked around like the jet lagged tourists we were after arriving in Rome at 8 am Italy time, 1 am Chicago time. I finally had to take a brief nap in our excellent Airbnb in an old building in the atmospheric trastevere neighborhood, with a winding marble staircase, sleek terrazzo floors and window looking out into a high brick courtyard with sheets and the occasional bra hanging from the clotheslines. We managed to eat at a very hard to get into restaurant that we’ve been put off from trying because of the long lines out front. (No reservations taken.)

When we arrived at da Enzo at 5:15 there were only two people in the line. So it was now or never with a wait until the 6:30 opening, short by da Enzo standards. We had fun talking with an American guy and a woman from Mexico City in line.

Also fun to be among the excited early diners and the food was excellent hearty fare and very fresh: stuffed zucchini blossoms, fried artichoke, milky Burrata and cherry tomatoes, meatballs, pasta a Amatriciana with thick crispy pieces of guanciale buried in the red sauce.

Oh and tirimisu. Any wonder I felt dizzy when we walked along the square cobblestones back to our Airbnb on via Della scala (#12). We also found the Italian deli of my dreams, Antica Caciara, on s. Francisco, whichI remember from our last visit with a gorgeous meat and cheese counter where we. Bought pecorino, braesolA, and prosciutto to put in our fridge. Ahhh Roma!

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Barnacle Bud’s, the Rave/eagles club (Haim!), Leon’s Frozen Custard- – Milwaukee

Haim

Perfect night in Milwaukee. The main event was seeing the fabulous Haim sisters perfect during the latest stop of their I Quit tour. They did not disappoint. Nice Jewish girls (as they proved to be when I met two for the three in Rome in 2023) who can really rock! It was great to see them in the funky Rave/Eagle Club, an old ballroom with tons of character and 4,000 capacity, which seems intimate compared to the United Center where they played in Chicago the night before (23,000 capacity or some such.) Most of the place is standing only, although there are seats for pay (primarily) in the balcony.

The Rave/eagle Club ballroom

Dinner was at the atmospheric Barnacle Bud’s, along the docks in an industrial backwater. We ate nothing fancy crab cakes and fried fresh at an outdoor table, watching pontoon boats glide past dry dock boat storage and old industrial stuff.

This from AI: The Rave/Eagles Club in Milwaukee was built in 1927 by the Fraternal Order of Eagles…it was the grandest Eagles building in America, serving as a multi-use athletic and social club with a large ballroom. . In 1986, the Eagles Club was added to the National Register of Historic Places. 

The creepy part, which I’m glad I didn’t know until now:

  • 1940s: A young girl is said to have drowned in the venue’s pool. 
  • Present: The drained pool is a site of reported paranormal activity, including sounds of splashing and screams. 

The concert ended just in time for us to stop at the 80 year old Leon’s frozen custard (closing time, technically 11 pm although they were serving after the clock struck 11…).

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Miner’s Beach swim & hike, Pictured Rocks sunset cruise, the duck pond/Christmas, Mi – U.P. and food empire in Sheybogan WI.

Yesterday we swam in Lake Superior, something I didn’t expectto do (or write about doing). But the water was warm enough to go beyond ankle height, which maybe is a bad sign. One local attributed the warmth to an “awful” June that was unseasonably warm.

Rothko or Pictured Rock?

The water wasn’t warm or cold, more brisk (high 60s?) Miner’s Beach is on the Painted Rocks National Lakeshore, it’s a long crescent of perfect sand with the shore’s famous dramatic sandstone cliffs rising at either end. Perfect sandy bottom in the water, unlike the rocky bottom at more isolated Twelvemile Beach to the east (which has more rocks to sort through)!

During a two-hour hike, we trekked along the shoreline trail from the beach east into the woods and up a relatively steep muddy rocky bit to a tranquil forest of white birch and other trees. We were on top of one of the cliffs and had a great view from several clearings in the woods.

As we’d been told, the best way to see the dramatic colored cliffs along the coast is by boat and miraculously, the sky cleared shortly before out “sunset” cruise. We snagged seats on the upper outdoor deck (next time, wear long pants; it got chilly) and spent about two hours admiring nature’s offerings. The huge cliffs looked like a contemporary art exhibit (Mark Rothko?) with huge abstract canvases, some with large horizontal swaths of deep red and purple, others with horizontal brush strokes of black, brown white, plus dabs of green and blue. Stunning.

On the way home, we stopped at Field to Fork, a good casual cafe with breakfast and lunch options in Sheybogan where we learned that the same chef has opened two other restaurants nearby (Trattoria Stefano, Il Retrovo Pizzeria, both Italian) and an excellent gourmet market, Stefano’s Slo Food (the multi-grain sourdough bread is dense, chewy, delicious! Good to know for future trips to Door County!

View from on high, during hike.

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Miner’s Castle (Pictured Rocks), Black Rocks (Presque Isle), Saturday Farmers Market/Babycakes bakery/Snowbound books/zero degrees Gallery, Vierling restaurant/brewery – Marquette in U.P.

Miners castle overlook

If we had to have rain, Marquette was the place to have it. The small city, the U.P.’s largest city, is full of great shops, cool old buildings, beautiful views of the water.

Fortunately the rain held off until after we visited the famous Miners Castle, a tall tower of water sculpted rock that’s a highlight of the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. The easy to access overlook also offers a sunning view of the high wall of orange-pink stone rising above the dazzling green and blue water of Lake Superior.

Black Rocks

Rain halted our plan to hang out at Miners Beach although we did manage to picnic near the beach before the downpour. The storm made the scenery even more dramatic (that’s the bright way of seeing things) with the sky its own drama of clouds, mist, from dark grey to light grey to bright white.

Vierling restaurant

I’d been told I’d like Marquette and I do! It’s an interesting and attractive place with college kids (this is the home of Northern Michigan University), artists, makers and, I’ve been told, Democrats! (Amen.) the city reminds us a bit of Duluth, with lots of grand old buildings in town and industrial fishery/mining buildings on the water. It also has a gorgeous park with jagged black rocks north of town on Presque Isle, where daredevil kids jump off high black rocks into the cold water.

Wedding photo on black rocks

Favorite shops/restaurants: baby cakes muffins (also excellent takeaway sandwiches, lemonade), zero degrees gallery (in the cool third Street corridor), the thoughtfully curated Snowbound books, Marquette co-op (which reminded me of the coop in Iowa City). We also enjoyed the Saturday farmers market (lots of flowers and tomatoes but no fruit, which I’ve been craving). We had a great dinner at Vierling brewery, a famous old place in a brick building by the waterfront, it was packed at 6:39 on. A Saturday but we found two seats at the bar and I had absolutely delicious whitefish piccata with wild rice.

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Tahquamenon Falls, grand Marais, Pictured Rocks, Sable Falls, Log Slide (dunes Overlook) , Twelvemile Beach, Lumberjack Tavern/Big Bay — Michigan’s U.P. at last

Dunes from Log Slide overlook

It’s taken 66 years for this native Michigander to make it to the Upper Peninsula. Quite the culture shock going from the upper-lower Peninsula (around Traverse City, Charlevoix, Harbor Springs). No more fruit stands, picture perfect farmsteads, manicured villages. As we’d been told, the UP, at least where we’ve been, along the Lake Superior coast, is much wilder, densely wooded, sparsely populated, with the occasional rough looking trailer or house, ammo stores, and way too many Trump signs. But once we got to the shoreline, I understood what the fuss is about. The landscape is spectacular, especially along Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore.

Tahquamenon falls

Grand Marais, a windswept outpost, is the gateway to the eastern entice to the shoreline. There wasn’t much to the town, beyond the exquisite scenery. We drove west to sable falls, a pretty waterfall in the woods, one of many up here but the real stunner was the view of the dunes from Log Slide overlook. From on high we looked out at a crescent shaped ball of dazzling green and blue water with steep dunes rising up from the shore line. (We also stopped at Tahquamenon Falls en route to Grand Marais, which rootbeer-colored water that reminded us of falls in northern Minnesota.)

Next stop, nearby twelvemile beach, where the water was surprisingly warm and the flies surprisingly undeterred by bug spray, alas. We stayed long enough to collect some rocks in so many astonishing color combinations (this is agate country, although I don’t know how to spot one.)

We are staying in a sweet little cottage Airbnb outside Marquette, In a rural county road. Dinner was a long haul to the very atmospheric Lumberjack Tavern, north of Marquette in Bay City which has an interesting claim to fame. Not only was it the scene of a murder in 1952 and a subsequent 1959 Otto Preminger movie about that murder, filmed onsite, starring Jimmy Stewart, George c. Scott, Lee Remnick, Ben gazzara and even Duke Ellington called Anatomy of a Murder. It’s very much a local hangout. We sat at high top shellacked rough edged wood tables and had a good bacon cheeseburger and watched the Lions on TV. When in Rome, err, the UP.

Lumberjack wannabe?

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Ray & Al’s in Galien and, now in Three Oaks (Allen Ray’s coffee place @ Commune+Market), Judy Ferrara Gallery, 3 Arbors Gallery, Viola’s Cafe, Home Camp flower Farm – southwest Michigan

Glad to be back here in the summer although the lake was tempestuous yesterday with 5-7 foot waves and frigid temp (58 degrees).plus Canadian smoke that dulled the fiery red sunset. The major evening activity here in Bridgman on Weko beach is watching the sunset and listening to someone play taps on the bugle. gotta love that.

We finally got around to eating lunch at Ray and Al’s, a charming little “lunch room” in an old building on the small main drag of the rural village of Galien, about 11 miles east of Three Oaks. It’s got that nice mix of nothing fancy but well done food (excellent tuna melt, hero sandwich) with dabs of antique decor and appealing (and remarkably reasonably priced) contemporary art.

The same people have opened a coffee place inside Commune+Market, a new community gathering spot in Three oaks with individual vendors inside a contemporary building. A few more spaces need filling but there’s a sweet stationary, small press shop there now. Viola’s cafe has opened under new management and is supposed to be good Cajun. We also visited two excellent galleries – Judy Ferrara and 3 arbors art (which represents the stunning art photography of Chicago artist Jessica Tampas, who took the author photo for my book. See bottom right of photo montage above.)

Next stop, Homecamp flower farm where we walked up and down the rows of the small farm clipping zinnias, wildflowers, ornamental thistles for a huge bouquet. Good value at $20. Tonight, we watched taps on the beach. Perfect.

Next visit to try: Out there and Farmette

Note to self: skip getting gas’s off interstate in Michigan city on an August Saturday. A zoo.

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Smoked whitefish, flying pig, Ruthann’s bakery in Bellaire, Chippewa trails camp/rapid city – up north (Michigan)

Chippewa trail camp for girls (remains)

We found even more to like in the village of Bellaire, which we appreciated for its unassuming charm and mellowness especially after visiting too-bustling-and-touristy Charlevoix and Harbor springs. No Hamptons-like fancy lifestyle stores or sports cars, here. Instead just the right amount of stuff catering in a low-key way to tourists. At The Flying Pig, we found reasonably priced repurposed furniture and handmade clothing. At Clayton’s, local crafts and candles; excellent ice tea at the local tea and spice store; plausible bagels and delicious chocolate chip cookies at Ruthann’s Bakery.

Bellaire shopping

(We were less impressed with the prepared food we found at Royal Farms, on the highway north of Bellaire.) Behind a Victorian house in the residential main drag we found the unlikely location of a smokehouse with smoked and fresh fish and meats, including pricey waygu beef and wine. I got my smoked whitefish fix.

Grass river nature are (and classic stone construction)

At Grass River Nature Area, we took an easy walk along boardwalks in a wooded swamp area, over quiet fast running streams to an overlook along the grassy shores of the river, envious of the occasional pontoon boat gliding by on this untouristed stretch of water.

Outside Rapid City on Elk Lake near Torch Lake, I managed to find my old summer camp (thanks to two street names of the nap: Chippewa Trail Rd and Chippewa Camp Road. They led to a restored sign for the defunct camp which is now a private residential neighborhood/community with some remnants of the camp! Several of the old brown wood cabins remain. Some were moved and combined to make a holiday home. A very nice guy invited us into his home – made of two joined cabins. Above his couch in the living room is a wall hanging made of pieces of the old cabin wall autographed by campers long ago. He invited me to look for my name or any others I might know. Surreal.

He also took me to another cojoined cabins concoction where we also looked at the names of the wall, dating back to 1969 (when I might have been a camper for two months.) Another cabin had the original sign from one of the cabins I bunked in. (Duayma!). The dining hall/lodge is still there (now a residence or communal space I think) as is the old stone Dutch oven and surrounding wood benches where we had pancake breakfasts. I knocked on one of the handful of new vacation homes on the lakefront because the owner is apparently a former camper but she wasn’t home.

Harbor springs (we stayed at the cove long ago).

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Bee Well mead & Cider and Short’s Brewery in Bellaire, Antrim creek Natural Area (beach); Bolt art studio and Bolt sweet corn, Mushroom houses, The landing by Ironton ferry (charlevoix)

This Airbnb is truly a hilltop hideaway, as advertised and it doesn’t disappoint. It’s up a winding road from the town of Bellaire, set off by itself in a clearing in the woods, one of those places that’s someones’s little piece of paradise, a labor of love to create and sustain. I generally like staying at these kinds of places.

Bellaire turned out to be a pleasant small town, enlivened by a Cidery (Bee well) and a brew pub (Short’s) plus an ice cream shop/fried chicken place. Much sleepier (and less expensive to stay in) than a major tourist town like Charlevoix, which is what we were looking for.

Our Airbnb guidebook highly recommended Antrim Creek natural area and we immediately saw why. It’s a wild feeling beach that has been remarkably unpopulated. Great place to take a dip in the water. The bottom is a combination of sand and rocks, and there are some big rocks too, so it’s a little tricky swimming, but great for cooling off, and again, only a handful of other people.

A highlight was seeing my “aunt” Sue Bolt, an old family friend and well known artist Up North and beyond. Long ago, she and her late husband made an old grange hall into their studio and after a lot of hard work became fixtures here with their whimsical

ceramics, sculpture, paintings and prints. We dropped by the Bolt studio, where Sue’s daughter, also an artist, warmly greeted us and later we got to catch up with Sue. A real treat. Later, we chanced by Bolt sweet corn so we stopped to say hi to Sue’s two sons and get some corn which was indeed, very sweet. The best we’ve had this season, anywhere.

We had a late lunch at The Landing, a famous place with patio tables overlooking the quaint Ironton Ferry. Place was packed but it was fun to be part of the crowd, enjoying a day up north, the food was good and there were lots of young energetic servers. We stopped briefly in downtown Charlevoix to admire the famously eccentric “mushroom houses” designed by a local untrained (I believe) architect.

Bellaire shopping

We also stopped briefly in Ernest Hemingway’s Charlevoix haunt, Horton Bay, but the cool old general store and Red Fox Inn (now a bookstore) weren’t open. We hope to return on Thursday when the general store may be open.

Horton Bay

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Shake shack (NYState thruway @ Angola, dog park & cheap gas (loves over the Ohio border on I90- heading home from NY

This time there really was a shake shack in an unlikely spot – the I-90 rest stop in Angola, NY. About 20 years ago I thought I’d found a shake shack outside Kansas City. But when we got to Overland Park we found a snack shack. Oh well. (My family has teased me about this ever since.)

I’m sure the KC plaza has the real deal now! And so does the rest stop literally over the NY state thruway in Angola. The burgers were great, as always, but the small outdoor eating area could have used some shade or umbrellas or a little fake grass. Millie took shelter under the picnic table, while we sweltered in the summer sun.

We waited until we crossed the Ohio line to get gas and were rewarded with $2.96 per gallon gas and a shady (!) fenced in dog park. Thank you Love’s!

Cottage “before” pic

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