I am in Venice. I had planned to stay only one night here on account of financial expenditures, but will stay with a friend for another night and then move onward to Verona tomorrow. This is the Plan.
I have walked around a lot here in Venice. Last night I went to an 'opera' (in a place that was far too small for the powerful tenor who nearly busted my eardrums). Despite the decidedly inadequate venue, I was pleasantly tittled by my first experience with the opera. Wow - there is nothing quite like a stringed octet supporting the voice box of an opera singer .
Today I sat on a bench for a couple of hours to rest and play music. It was nice to play without a monetary-receptacle in front of me. Although I was able to find joy when playing in the streets for money, it feels different when I'm not trying to do anything but make music. I should probably feel the same whether or not I play for money, but when money becomes a part of the equation, something changes in my perception. I am not quite sure that I shall overcome the way I feel when I intend to make money for playing; I am not sure that I want to.
I met some welch musicians this morning in hotel adriatico who were scheduled to play a show with elton john in Venice. The show was cancelled, but they came for a photo shoot anyway. I might try to find them tonight for a beer. I'd like to catch a glimpse of their big smiles under freckels and red hair.
Venice is treating me well and I'd like to think that I am reciprocating the love. For some reason, while I was sitting on the bench today, two separate parties asked me for directions. For reasons unknown, I think I was actually able to help them out. One set of directions was given in english, and the other in italian. Wow, I am really learning italian: what a treat.
I think that I still want to try to get to Bologna after Verona. Only time will tell.
Soon the Fam will make their way to this beautiful boot and I will have time with the people that I really, truly love. Although I feel love and compassion for the wonderful people I am meeting here, it will be wonderful to spend time with my true loves in Italy. So much goodness still lies ahead of me in the blip of time remaining for me here.
I will surely want to come back once I have gone. I hope that I make it happen.
So much Love from me to you.
5 comments:
a small, dark, cuddly part of your family will become a part of my family while the large, traipsing part of your family joins you in italy and cousin, i fear that we will try to make dear fitz a permanent member of the team. we all miss your face but you are having life experiences and FUN, so carry on! love from the u.s.
p.s. did you love paris? reading all your adventures makes me miss europe so hard! are you taking pictures? please say yes!
Hi darlin,
We are counting the days til we see your beautiful face. Venice sounds wonderful. Just got back from Asheville on the annual sisters' trip. Loved it. Loved Biltmore and played Scrabble (including three hours in the Charleston airport waiting for a re-scheduled flight)to our hearts content. XXOO Mom
Tu sei molto simpatica, mia cara! E io pure! ;P
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hi maggie,
thanks for your comment on my blog. your words made me think of my trip, the challenges of being green, and many other things. i'd love to discuss these with you but there was no way to send you an email thru your blogger profile. send me an email to philbattos@gmail.com so i can send you a more complete response.
namaste,
phil
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