venezia

rome, bologna, florence, ravenna, riomaggiore, vernazza, la spezia, monterosso, genova, venice.
two weeks in italy and my heart is overflowing, and my stomach is full. italy has been a whilrwind of massive sensory stimulation, and i am constantly reeling back from it.

my feet ache, and everyday i contemplate more and more about throwing away some of my clothes if only to make my bag lighter. also, if it is possible, i have grown QUITE tired of pizza, and yes if i saw an Indian restaurant i would run to it without a second thought. a girls gotta have her masala, man.

but, when i realise that i have a mere two weeks remaining, i feel completely ridden with the feeling o infinity suddenly being cut into quater pieces. at first the days seemed to be going at a comfortable speed, giving me enough time for today, but not too much that tomorrow was too far. but now, unsurprisingly, the days have picked up momentum and speed and seem to be racing through. it coudnt be getting over so fast! it doesnt seem so long ago i was in Singapore, i was nervously standing in line at the embassy to apply for my schenghen visa, pretty darn sure my plan was going to flop down on me and fail.

but here i am, pretty bruised up, very brown, with a back now impervious to any sort of bedding and flip flops that are on the verge of giving up on me.
i feel damn good.

i cant help but look forward to ridiculous amounts of sausages, beer and classical music in Austria.

thing is, i figure,
for the last couple of years ive been picking up inertia heading straight toward the bottom, and a couple of months ago, i bounced right off. so now, i must only be headiing for the biggerbetter.

Molto bene, tutto bene, Italia! Ciao!