Lucky me to have been invited to attend the COF 2012 trip to the eastern hills of Friuli. I can hardly wait.
Initially I was alarmed to see that I was one of “Six American bloggers” but this has now been changed to “Six Anglophone bloggers”. After all, I was born in Evesham, England, not Evesham, NJ.
Friuli has a complicated and sometimes painful history. At the end of WWII, Gorizia – like Berlin – was split down the middle by the Italian/Yugoslavian border. In 1954 Tito annexed the Istrian peninsular, leaving Trieste an Italian city once again.
The complex history of Friuli can be imagined in the life of a man born in Trieste in 1900. He would have been conscripted into the Austrian army, but become an Italian in 1918, a Yugoslavian in 1945 and an Italian again in 1954. A Friuliano friend of mine once told me – with disgust – that his great grandfather (at that time an Austrian) had been killed by Italians in WWI. It is no wonder then that he felt himself Friulano first, Italian second.