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Just a short entry to let all my friends know that yes, I'm still alive.
Venice and Florence were both amazing, though in retrospect I think I liked Venice better this time. It's a bigger city and has more cool shops and restaurants. We did all the tourist things, like feeding pidgeons in San Marco's square, but we also walked a lot. One day we kinda walked in circles, but that was okay -- we weren't short on time.
I shared a hotel room with my cousin Flavia. It wasn't very big but our window opened up over a canal and you could hear people going by in gondolas. We took a ride on a gondola one day as well.
Venice is also really well known for Carnivale, its version of Mardi Gras. So even though Carnivale is in February, there are stores that sell costumes and elaborate masks all year round. Corinne, Carissa, Flavia, and I each bought a mask. Now we really have to have a masquerade party this Halloween, because I want an excuse to wear mine! Deanna, you would have died -- there was this one amazing costume shop that was full of old opera costumes and I wanted to buy the whole store. Amazing velvet capes, gorgeous dresses...a costumer's heaven, but hell also since everything was expensive and impossible for us to bring back home. It was wonderfully terrible.
Um...I think that's about it for Venice. Florence was cool, too; we saw a lot of art, and I mean a lot: in four days we went to three museums. It was awesome seeing all the Renaissance art because I remembered everything from AP Euro. Most amazing of the art I saw would have to be Michelangelo's David. It was truly gigantic, and enormous, and every other word you could think of.
Florence is also known for its leather, and so we bought a lot of leather things. I have two new leather-bound journals...one of which looks like the twin to Azuria, I kid you not. When I get home I'm going to make it into a sort of Azuria scrapbook. (And some people are probably reading this and going, "What the heck is Azuria?")
But I've been taking lots of time on this, and I originally came over to Flavia's house to go in the pool. The rest of my tale will have to remain untold, or at least shortened, seeing as it's 4:15 PM here and I want to get to bed early tonight so I can wake up early and drive into Rome to get a copy of the sixth Harry Potter book in English...
Venice and Florence were both amazing, though in retrospect I think I liked Venice better this time. It's a bigger city and has more cool shops and restaurants. We did all the tourist things, like feeding pidgeons in San Marco's square, but we also walked a lot. One day we kinda walked in circles, but that was okay -- we weren't short on time.
I shared a hotel room with my cousin Flavia. It wasn't very big but our window opened up over a canal and you could hear people going by in gondolas. We took a ride on a gondola one day as well.
Venice is also really well known for Carnivale, its version of Mardi Gras. So even though Carnivale is in February, there are stores that sell costumes and elaborate masks all year round. Corinne, Carissa, Flavia, and I each bought a mask. Now we really have to have a masquerade party this Halloween, because I want an excuse to wear mine! Deanna, you would have died -- there was this one amazing costume shop that was full of old opera costumes and I wanted to buy the whole store. Amazing velvet capes, gorgeous dresses...a costumer's heaven, but hell also since everything was expensive and impossible for us to bring back home. It was wonderfully terrible.
Um...I think that's about it for Venice. Florence was cool, too; we saw a lot of art, and I mean a lot: in four days we went to three museums. It was awesome seeing all the Renaissance art because I remembered everything from AP Euro. Most amazing of the art I saw would have to be Michelangelo's David. It was truly gigantic, and enormous, and every other word you could think of.
Florence is also known for its leather, and so we bought a lot of leather things. I have two new leather-bound journals...one of which looks like the twin to Azuria, I kid you not. When I get home I'm going to make it into a sort of Azuria scrapbook. (And some people are probably reading this and going, "What the heck is Azuria?")
But I've been taking lots of time on this, and I originally came over to Flavia's house to go in the pool. The rest of my tale will have to remain untold, or at least shortened, seeing as it's 4:15 PM here and I want to get to bed early tonight so I can wake up early and drive into Rome to get a copy of the sixth Harry Potter book in English...
Okay, so God very obviously has a reason for everything. In my last post I was whining about wanting to go back to London.
