Musings “Are you from Indianapolis?” Turning toward the the man speaking to me in the Duomo of St. Andrew in Amalfi, I had only the vaguest hint of familiarity. He continued, “We used to go to the same Starbucks. Weren’t you starting a business?” His wife moved on, uninterested in this random and incredibly obscure … Continue reading Amalfi: It’s a Small World After All