Exit Italia.
Amsterdam, Paris, Rome, Orvieto, Civita, Pienza, Canale, the Cinque Terre, Florence...they're all back where they belong. What have I taken from all this? So far: travel is still exhausting, people are still people, mosquitos suck, and wine is...well...wine is not always wine...cheap or otherwise.
I'm sure there's something more--something deeply profound floating around in the back of my skull--but it'll have to wait for my soul to catch up....more
I'm sure there's something more--something deeply profound floating around in the back of my skull--but it'll have to wait for my soul to catch up....more
posted by Nomina at 09:43
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Cicciolina pour Italia!
Bon Giorno! I remember when 2 Italian chicks moved in to the duplex I was living in in Santa Monica 9 years ago. They spoke no English only Italian. But that accent and lanuage and their GOD DAMNED HORROR BAT SEX VAMPIRE COOL MACHINE looks made me start trying to learn the language immediately. They were gone in two weeks and I learned nothing. Anyway, welcome back and I hope you have stories to tell to surpass China! (And how were the ladies???). 9 years later I'm doing research on the DUCE for a script and you were on a trip to Italy itself. One of theses days there must be a NY flaming shots spilled on vulnerable flesh nights in Boston. (Where do you think Amy is tending bar these days?)
What's up?
Yeah, we need a new topic called "Enter Bostonia" or something...
yeah, what is goin' on in Boston???
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