Did I really visit Venice? I seems like a long time ago. My younger brother is adventuring in Europe right now. I guess he is 10 years younger. Has it been that long? The pictures in my mind are fuzzy, but I remember the feel of Venice pretty clearly.
I always said that if this responsible-adult thing didn't work out for me I'd move to Venice and write the Great-American Novel... It's still an option I consider when the height of the dish pile exceeds the edge of the sink.
ps. Have you seen The Tourist? What a dashing little dose of escapism and dreamy outfits. I don't think it reviewed very well but its a personal favorite od mine.
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