Departing Venice with Foggy Memories
The morning air was cool and crisp when I walked out of my apartment in Venice. The chilly air felt like pin pricks on my…
The morning air was cool and crisp when I walked out of my apartment in Venice. The chilly air felt like pin pricks on my…
The Rialto Market is buzzing with activity; boats pull up to docks and burly men unload crates of blood red oranges and artichokes, locals laugh…
“You have to go to the islands! You have to go to the islands!” everyone kept telling me. Clearly they didn’t fully appreciate my neurosis…
My arrival in Venice was a bit bleak as I looked out the train window. “It can’t rain on my short 4 days in Venice!…