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i haven't disappeared. life just got in my way.


(giancarlo rado via her)

technically this is treviso. but it makes me wish for that one long night in venice.

the airport bathroom with no toilets (only holes in the ground), getting dropped off by the bus and not knowing where to go, ridiculous water taxi prices, discovering the water bus, the positively lovely hotel booked the night before (at a price...), a room with a window above a side alley canal, and if you looked sideways you could see the grand canal, the only english channel on the tv was pre-olympics coverage, the delightful breakfast the next morning and the adorable older folks on holiday from england.

i would love to see those canals in the fog. so dreamy. and whomever says that it smells like sewage in venice is a liar. i was there in the heat and humidity of august and it was perfection. you don't even mind the spray of canal water on your already sweaty skin as you ride the water bus up and down the grand canal with your 14 hour cheap pass because you couldn't afford a gondola.