It’s time to answer some fan-mail.
Gianmarco! While you are in Venice, make sure to buy lots of
your required family souveigners at Murano, famous for it’s glassmanship.
Having intricate glass trinkets in your bag for the next 2ish months will not
only be awesome but also superawesome.
Love,
Your
Mind
Dear Mind,
Thank you for the suggestion but I, of course, thought of
this at the exact same time as you did. What exactly are you, metaphysically
speaking?
From Lonely Planet (famous website and book series for
travelers):
GM! Make sure that your last stop in Italy is Verona! On
almost every “10 places you must visit in Italy” list, Verona does not even
place! The phrase goes, “Save the best for last” but you’ve always been the
rebellious type.
Like,
Lonely
Planet
Dear Lonely Planet,
Already
there.
Oh, don’t call me GM. Take the one
second it would take to type Sir Gianmarco. Okay, LP?
Well, that’s all I can get to today. I’m apologize to the
other e-mail I didn’t get a chance to get to (I’m writing you right after this,
Mom). I’m in Verona and in two days will be leaving Italy L
Next Stop: Vienna, Austria.
I will have a phone soon and I promise to post at least 2
pictures before the end of this trip.
NAD! I mean ‘AND!’! I went to another Dali exhibit! It was
mostly three-dimensional work (that means statues). Good times.
(Oh, yeah, Venice. It is very cool to be in a city where the
main transport, I mean, the only transport is boats--until you have to travel
from any point A to any point B.
But Murano was incredible. I watched some glass blowing (if
you know what I mean) and thought of a glass-blowing-metaphor for my one day
acting book that will be release post 1st Oscar.
St. Marks
square was beautiful and offered three different free concerts last night
(creepily standing outside of expensive restaurants. I was. Not the concerts.
It would be very odd for three groups of musicians to be creepily standing
outside of expensive restaurants.)
Also, The first day I was in Venice, a man who gave me a
free ride let me steer his boat (if you know what I mean) (I mean it literally)
(or do I?) (I do.)
GM
OH! I am at the halfway point in Moby Dick. My life’s ‘Moby
Dick’ is finishing Moby Dick (if you know what I mean) (stop that)
I’m listening to Walter Isaacson’s Bio of Einstein. I
understand a solid 5% of it.
Miss you,
GM
(wow…I’m a mess. I went to Milan. I saw Peter Grimes (the
Opera)! It was in English but, being an opera, I still didn’t know what the
hell was going on! I couldn’t see “The Last Supper” because you have to make
reservations a week in advance…silliness.
I went to the rhinoceros shopping center (I think that’s
what it’s called) and ate a cup of melted milk and dark chocolate with whip
cream on top. I went into the Duomo and saw dead arch-bishops lie in a glass
box with a mask on.)
Here’s the order for the rest of my trip:
Vienna
Prague
Salzburg
Munich
Weimar
Dresden
Berlin
Hamburg
Amsterdam
Hague
Brussels
Bruges
Caens
Paris
Lyon
Avignon
Tolous
Bordeaux
Barcelona
Madrid
Lisbon
…Potomac, Maryland… L(((((((((
:* bye
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