Eternal Sunshine of the Venetian Mind
May 30th 2006 06:24
Water everywhere
Oh yeah. Venice is cool. The take-home point with Venice is this: although the gondolas look pretty, they’re a rip off. I hear some Australian schmuck paid 80 Euros for a 10-minute ride. What an idiot. Stupid parochial Aussies.
Anyway, with my wallet a little lighter, my friend and I decided to waltz our way down the canals. Me - standard attire: knee high Nikes, ‘didas sweatbands, cape. My friend: trying that whole integration thing. You know, that whole semi-nude open shirt Italian leather loafers whistling a tune brag. Pffff. We’re walking along and it’s an extremely bright sunny day. So bright that sunlight is bouncing off everything. Nothing is non-reflective in this place! The houses shimmer, the people are just eggs with light-strands shooting out, the piazza a giant mirror assaulting my retina. And since there is so much water everywhere, it’s quite hard to tell what’s solid ground and what’s sneaky lagoon…the scene goes something like this:
Hey A___ , why don’t we head down here?
Yeah sure. But isn’t that-
Cut to me and a lot of water. It’s not even the first time I’ve done it. Once at a friend’s party on the wharf, I was trying to make it look like I was pissing with my bottle of water, and yeah, I ended up in the drink.
There are few things funnier than falling fully clothed into a body of water. 1. The way all the clothes cling to your body. 2. Now imagine that with a cape on. 3. Wet leather wallets full of paper shit. 4. Nokia mobile phones. 5. Crying. 6. No one knows you are crying because your face is already wet.
I don’t need to enumerate…you get the picture. Naturally, I dry off quickly in the European heat wave. And within two minutes I’m regaling the locals with my knowledge of sawdust.
Image from:
www.photo.net/.../ venice-reflection-74.tcl
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