ColourvilleWonderville
Creativityville
Historicville
Canalville
Lagunaville
This place is one of the two most mysterious places on earth - known to me.
I click all the time. Such shapes, colours, textures - love it.
I normally click pictures of the most beautiful ........
= humans.
Here, I am clicking in many different directions.
Even non-humans because of the colours - the differences.
I never fill my blog with just doing things.
I live with feelings too.
I was in Irritationville this morning.
Irritated in Venice!!
I felt those feelings but did not communicate out the behaviour.
I say it - acknowledge it, I have to.
I feel it in my face too.
I express it to Joan but in a reflective sense - nor snappy.
Then I think why am I irritable?
I woke up feeling a bite on my ankle.
I have several of them several places - these mosquitoes most love me.
1 Woke up three times putting on some soothing ointment on my ankle this morning - the stuff was not working well.
2 We said we would go out for breakfast and I was hungry.
3 I had no focus for the day - we had a great day yesterday and I awoke with no plan and that did not help my grumpy morning feelings.
It soon went after breakfast.
Funny - we take feelings everywhere - even on holiday!
We have decided not to charge around Venice every day. We will chill on the beach or other places and save the energy for evening bus trips in to Venice in the evenings. It is just great to go everywhere by bus (boat). We have lined up the next Trattoria, planned the route, the bus stop, the way to walk through these little streets with funny names and ...... we escape the millions of day visitors!
It is expensive here - more than Romford, more than London. The rented flat is reasonable - better than Greece - if you are interested. Venice hits you - the Lido is better.
It is not easy to blog here -( I need a new iPhone!!!!!)
I have to hand in my passport to use the net anywhere. The good thing is, it is to stop or track 'child abuse images' (I hate it being called 'child pornography - it is abuse abuse abuse - not porn!). All users of the web, in Italy, have to be registered, even at a cyber cafe. ...... and it costs 5 euro an hour. On top of that, as in Norway, I can receive SMS on my phone - but not send grrrr. I feel a little cut off from the world.
So ......... I am clicking these words and have no clue when they will hit the world - wide web.
I would love to tell you this face to face - but better than nothing::
you are beautiful .................................
ps:: more than Venice ............................
