... the tales of two sisters

Dana lives in Seattle, and Tracie lives in Germany. We are businesswomen, writers and humorists. We write about life, dating, and today's modern women.


Buongiorno! Seeing that my sister and co-blogger, Tracie lives in Germany, I have been fortunate to visit her neighbor, the historical Capital city, Rome over the years. As old as it is, it never gets old to me. Rome’s history spans 28 centuries. While Roman mythology dates the founding of Rome at around 753 BC, the site has been inhabited for much longer, making it one of the oldest continuously occupied sites in Europe. The food, the people, the history, museums and monuments…

It’s always fascinating to hear stories and perspectives. One of our crew, Susan Kropp shared the history of cats that live in the Coliseum. There are estimated to be some 300,000 feral cats in Rome. The city council supports the cats as part of Rome’s ancient heritage. In 2001 the cats living in the Coliseum, the Forum and Torre Argentina were officially named part of the city’s “bio-heritage. Susan, who I affectionately call Bridget Bardot for her love of four legged “anything”, was not satisfied with the explanation that the cats were removed to a farm in the outer skirts of Italy. Thankfully, time did not permit our excursion to Feral Island.

While our crew split up, some spent time at Vatican City,touring the square at Piazza Navonna, The Trevi fountain and shopping near the Spanish Steps, there was truly something for everyone to devour.

Those that know me, know I call myself a cheap date- AKA – I am NOT a foodie. I’ve actually ceased eating red meat since the New Year, so my palate which most liken to a five year old is now sincerely limited. So, at a 5 Star restaurant in Rome, I glanced at the pre-fix options, and was immediately thankful that Italians love their bread and olive oil! I was even more grateful when a jelly jar of white fish arrived in front of each of us and we were instructed to take the raw egg and shake in the contents in the jar together. Perhaps, I am just a good Catholic girl, as the wine and bread were delicious that night!

Too much wine, too little time!
Buongiono! Until next time, Rome!