This week has brought a multitude of reminders of Italy - I've been reading the fantastic The City of Falling Angels, which deals with Venice, the burning of La Fenice, and a variety of Venetian characters. It has made me want to move to Venice for a short while and write my own novel. Last night I received my annual Christmas calendar of Tuscany from Francesco - my friend from Florence. And just this morning, a man noticed my Tuscany calendar (I have to have some inspiration at/ to work) and we chatted for the entire train ride... apparently he is in the midst of renovating a house near Viareggio - which is not too far from Pisa.
You could include my current obsession with cappuccino and espresso into the mix, and what results is a girl with Italy on the mind. Somewhat better than Georgia in my opinion.
Edited to correct the grammar of my title and the spelling of cappuccino. I have been contacted by the Italian authorities and asked not to bastardize their beautiful language further
1 comment:
kewl pic
Post a Comment