The Transportive Quality of a Great Read with Kristy Woodson Harvey
I'm a sucker for an accent, especially a southern drawl. I'm sure my fondness for the sounds and pace of life in the south comes from my dad, born and bred in Pickens, South Carolina. I remember several visits to the south and being enamored with the gentle breezes, slower pace, and friendliness of the place.
When it comes to reading, I gravitate towards books that transport me to my faraway places, such as Italy or Paris, but I've recently added the South to my collection of favorite reading destinations, thanks to my most recent read.
My Fantasy Dinner Party: Joining 'By Invitation Only'
I've been asked to share my fantasy dinner party.
Who would I invite?
My fantasy dinner party will be held in Italy and definitely somewhere near the water. I'd have to choose between Positano and Lake Como--each classic Italian beauties--and on my itinerary for summer travel
Scott and I used to whisper it to each other over the years: “We aren’t really cruisers.” We happily schlepped our way through cobblestoned Italian hill towns, wandered along Mediterranean seafronts, and checked into luxurious beachfront resorts, proudly proclaiming ourselves land‑lovers through and through. But after one too many grueling European trips spent hauling luggage from place to place every few days, we realized that small‑ship cruising deserved a place in our travel repertoire.