Venice, Floating City, Floating Diversity.
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I apologize that I have not posted in a while. I have been dealing with personal issues surrounding the the current economy: continue applying for jobs in the philanthropic industry or seek a full time graduate program. Anyway, that is for another discussion.
Tonight, I just wanted to share my take on Venice, Italy from my travels from last May. Venice was quite an experience for me. My fellow travelers were from all walks of life across 3 continents and many of them did not seem to appreciate Venice like I did.
Venice truly was a diverse city. Smack dab in the middle of a swamp you could tell the people of Venice understood the meaning of balancing life while constantly on the move, by foot or sea.
My 3 days in Venice were blessed with clear skies and sunshine. My main day started in St. Mark’s square where I did the usual tour of Venice with a walking guide. This guide however differed from many that I had experienced on the trip. He was from Venice, he took pride in it’s surroundings, the history, and why it was important that you know about his city. His enthusiasm really showed. Then again, that’s what good guides do, right? Inspire you to explore and appreciate a new city.
The guide lead us to a small cafeteria style eatery at the end of the tour. I returned to this place about an hour later when my hunger got the best of me. This place was amazing. Many of my travel mates opted out for various stands on the tour-trap row where food was much less a bargain. My stomach still remembers the great combination of flavors: fresh lasagna with marinara sauce, arancini, roasted vegetables with olive oil, and an espresso to top off the meal. Everything was mouth watering, perfect.
Moving beyond lunch, my travel companion for Venice, Stephanie and I made our to the Guggenheim Collection. On the way we passed bridges, tight streets lined with crumbling brick and slate, shops with paintings, glass work, and grappa. We managed to pass the the University of Venice as class was letting out. It is amazing how similar and different students are across the world. You know the attitude and culture of learning but the language is foreign and exotic. That energy the youth bring to strive to make a difference is so strong and omnipresent, it is hard not to get swept up altogether.
Past the university, the Guggenheim Collection lie and was something very special. It was different than the typical museum in Venice. It did not have the classical statues you find everywhere. It was Ms. Guggenheim’s little budding art grouping. Picaso, free standing sculptures, bronze, Dali, Pollack, and Yoko Ono’s tree. I felt a sense of tranquility in this place. The beauty, the care, and the passion was just soaking everything in simple forms of expression. If you get the chance to visit Italy, definitely take a couple of hours to walk and visit this collection.
A gondola ride in the canals topped off a long day of walking. I guess there is no explanation when you have a sining gondolier who also goes out of his way to make fun of the cast members of jersey shore. Entertaining and educational one might think.
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More tales from travels to come. Look out for my next post on cool causes to volunteer for this spring.