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Foreign places.

I'd forgotten how often we saw Magritte

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Foreign places.

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medallion (venice 2005)
it strikes me that there is no way that going to the Piazza San Marco could have been better than going out of the apartment we leased at about 11 PM and having a thunderstorm keep us company all the way down the Grand Canal, followed by having the WHOLE PIAZZA COMPLETELY DESERTED AT MIDNIGHT.
Also amusing was going down the Grand Canal, looking out at an antique cigarette speedboat, and seeing a couple in flagrante delicto tucked into this boat with the lights on and curtains drawn.

Travel to Venice was amazingly overcomplicated. San Francisco -> Chicago -> Paris -> Venice. Venice is... I really don't have words for it. The whole thing just seems so... bigger. More so. The history of this place is truly boggling- I thought walking through London in the wee hours felt like a meander through history but this- it feels like I'm in an alien world. Really, it's just an incomprehensible difference, not just the language difference. I mean, what would drive people to live like this? How would this have seemed a good idea? It's fascinatingly... alien. Unique. I could honestly spend the rest of the time i'll be in Italy right here, without regrets.

Dude. Oh man dude. This place is awesome. I am completely in awe. I am gonna spend so much frigging money.
  • I find that I tend to do the late-night wander on the first day I'm in town: my sleepschedule is always botched up, so it's a good opportunity to get myself a bit worn out and passed out. ;)
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