Tracing my roots in Sant'Agata di Puglia

Wassup! Dakota here with Traipsing About, my AI-free newsletter (I get credit for all typ0s and digressions). In it, I explore living an intentional life while reclaiming creativity as an adult, spiced up with my travel experiences, pictures and daily drawings.Thank you for being here. I appreciate your time and attention in these information-overloaded times.In case you missed it: Last time I wrote about kicking off a month-long trip to Italy with some solo time exploring Rome. More to come about my trip!Digging for Italian rootsIf I wrote a screenplay about me and my mom returning to her grandfather Annibale’s Italian village, it would feature random encounters with relatives, a hill town, classic Italian music (cue accordions!), old guys in piazzas, and pizza in the same piazzas.Not very creative, right? Cheeseball!Well, red line my first draft and tear up the second because that’s exactly what happened when we visited Sant’Agata di Puglia. As the magical moments stacked up during…