Portis Vecchio: The Abandoned Village frozen in Time
by Alessandra Ressa
In the rugged landscape between the Tagliamento river and the mountains, along Higway 13 Pontebbana, Portis Vecchio (Old Portis) stands as a...
The Year 1985: When Basketball Legend Michael Jordan “Hit” Trieste
by Carlo Turchetto and Alessandra Ressa
You don't have to be into basketball to know who Michael Jordan is. Even the least athletic person will...
Trieste: Discovering the City of Canals and Bridges
by Alessandra Ressa
Once a vast salt pan crisscrossed by waterways, the area between Piazza della Borsa and Piazza Ponterosso has been reshaped and reinvented...
Mother’s Day in Trieste: The Best Advice Our Moms Ever Gave Us
by Nina Vaclavikova
In honor of Mother’s Day, we stopped people across Trieste to ask a simple question: What is the best advice your mother ever gave...
The Ancient Carso Berries And Why You Crave Them
by Alessandra Ressa
One of the best preserved secrets of our Karst is undoubtedly the Cornelian cherry (corniole in Italian).
This ancient gift of the woods...
A Long-Awaited Return to Sunshine in Friuli Venezia Giulia
by Nina Vaclavikova & Maximiliano Crocamo
After a week of relentless rain, Friuli Venezia Giulia finally saw a break in the clouds on Sunday, and...
Four Women, Four Paths: Leadership and Inspiration in Friuli Venezia Giulia
by MK
In honor of International Women’s Day, we spoke with four remarkable women in Friuli Venezia Giulia whose lives reflect the many ways leadership can take shape...
The Hidden Tower of Barcola: Trieste’s Timeless Sentinel
by Alessandra Ressa
Very few people know that in Barcola, the prominent residential riviera of Trieste, hides an architectural monument of great historical value. At...
Oh Me! Oh My! Osmiza!
by Victor Caneva
All photographs courtesy of Victor Caneva
I had a dark, mortifying secret. A nagging shortfall that made me feel like a charlatan as...
Conquering the Giordano Cottur Cycle/Pedestrian Path
By Victor Caneva
My first exposure to the Giordano Cottur path was during a passeggiata with some dear Triestini friends. After lunch, we left their...
