[Italy] We went to the Lucien Freud show at the main museum in San Marco Square. Lucian Freud’s grotesque nudes, the realism of the faces, the bodies, the pointillist perfection of the clothes worn in some of his paintings -each contributed to the four of us being temporarily mesmerized. “I can’t look at that,” Jack […]
[Italy] Jack brought his ball, and for every mile we walked, he bounced and walked. “What a fun place, this is,” we exclaimed. Even with all the tourists, the absurd prices, the Disney sense of it all, we were excited. Getting lost walking the non-tourist outskirts of the city through a labyrinth of narrowness, dilapidation, […]
[Italy] I write this and it’s almost 2006. I had some sense in the mid 1990s that there would be an evolution in my travel interests, and that I would arrive at a point in which my family would be ready to travel. I always imagined that I would see more of Europe with my […]