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More pictures from my I-phone.
I’ve arrived in Venice – the pinnacle of my month-long Italian adventure – to celebrate my 57th birthday.
Sometime on Monday, I’ll be sitting down with fine food and an Italian wine in front of me, looking out across Venice’s Grand Canal to acknowledge my good fortune and the successes I’ve been granted in life.
It’s a Bucket List item – a reward if you like after 15 years in my own business (I just didn’t want to stand around wandering if I’d reach 80 to enjoy it).
This first photo (above) was captured early this morning when I got delightfully lost in the labyrinth of narrow corridors of Venice trying to get to Piazza San Marco (surprising – at least to anyone who doesn’t know me – given I can see the Piazza’s slanting tower not far from my bedroom window). The other two (below) were shot yesterday (me and seven million, billion other people took the same shot) shortly after I arrived.
‘Tis an enchanting city indeed; different to Rome at first blush – not as grand and imposing. More delicate and feminine, I think. I’ll enjoy exploring her ancient waterways and nooks and crannies with Jan Morris to guide me over the next four days.
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… Just point and click.
