Or: Pain is temporary, Paint is forever.

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When I was visiting Italy back in September of this year, I had the occasion to climb the duomo (this is the dome) of the Santa Maria del Fiore cathedral in Florence ( Read more... )

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Ti amo, Italian for "I love you," is written everywhere. As if love is the only thing that can drive the youth of Italia to deface their historic monuments ( Read more... )

The best way I can describe my first night in Italy is to say it was like Christmas Morning... three times over ( Read more... )

Posted from the waiting lounge at Charles de Gaulle (Aeroports de Paris)If you get the chance, fly Air France. They feed you. Well. With food that, while may not be first class world quality, is still recognizable as food and tastes like food. I had carrots in my dinner; I know they were carrots, because they looked (and tasted) like carrots. Also ( Read more... )