Marks

Picture taken in Venice, Italy, where buildings are marked by the ancient and the only yesterday.

It must be addressed, I am fascinated by graffiti.

I am fascinated by people's need to put their mark on the world, and the thought that the only way to do it is to cover up someone else's mark. True, I know your name, the name you so boldly scribbled on the inside walls of the steps to the top of Florence's Duomo and bathroom stalls, and I have no idea what the names of each builder who made those stairs were. But the stairs are charged admission for and no one is coming to see your name.

Not to say that I don't enjoy tree carved proclamations of love and the mixtapes of nicknames written in bunches in all the normal places, and the not so normal places, and that I don't ache to leave my mark on the world.

But I would rather leave a mark on people. And I would rather leave pieces of my soul. And though I like my name, other people have the same exact one.

A Four Hour Tour

^^ We watched a pro make that horse in less than five minutes

^^ my glass ring from Murano

^^Travel outfit of the day: chambray button down + cardigan + maxi skirt + a fab hat

Three passengers set sail that day for a four hour tour. A four hour tour.

Revamped Gilligan's Island lyrics made for a good title because that was the theme song for our visit that my dad kept bringing back to my attention.

It seems like Italians are always kissing or fighting. I guess it's not that they are always kissing or fighting, but when they do, they don't care who can see.

We went to the the glass making island and the lace making island, Murano and Burano. It was a good people watching day. Burano goes on my top three favorite things from Italy list, for the colorful buildings, which means you'll get an entire post dedicated to my visit to that island, later.

Gelato of The Day: Mango and Coconut

#Day3

Ah Venice

Our first day in Italy was spent in the beautiful Venice, where people drive boats instead of cars and hang their laundry out over the water to dry. I bought an adorable little notebook from a lady who has an entire shop dedicated to covering things in pretty papers. We took a classic gondola ride and our guide showed us the place where the movie The Italian Job was filmed.

Gelato of The Day: Lemon.


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