"I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand; I saw from out the wave of her structure's rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand: A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble pines, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles." ~ Lord Byron
One year ago today, when I woke up in the morning, when I opened my eyes... I was in Venice.
Nowhere near the Bridge of Sighs, but that was okay. I loved my little apartment in the Dorsoduro.
Oh, to have had the camera or the eye that I have now, what photos I would have captured!
(I guess I'll just have to go back.)
big big big big BIG *sigh*
And now I'm going to have my crazy wanderlust all day.
This song makes it better and worse at the same time.
Or at least I should get a copy of The Darjeeling Limited. I can't believe I don't own this movie yet.