One miraculous December, I went to Venezia to… well, to celebrate my birthday with a splash. Venice is a great place to do this, especially if you go off season and avoid the crowds at San Marco or Rialto. But when the acqua alta comes, San Marco is exactly the place to be: a gigantic, surreal mirror revealing the magical counterpart of everything. yourself included. Some facts, wikipedia style: Acqua alta is the term used in Veneto for the exceptional tide peaks that occur periodically in the northern Adriatic Sea The peaks reach their maximum in the Venetian Lagoon. The phenomenon occurs mainly between autumn and spring, when the astronomical tides are reinforced by the…
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Postcards from Istanbul
Fresh juice stand, Tophane Artistic cat, Hagia Sophia Kunefe, making of. Gulhane on a tree, on a street
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Toscana: Postcards from happy places
grande amore, Pienza
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Postcards to the non-believer
I know you don’t believe in wonderland or magic places or fairytales. Yet I, who have travelled through the looking glass and back so many times, dedicate the first dew of this fall to you. It is pure and luminous and ephemeral and it sew priceless jewelry onto the spider webs. This dew was born of the heavy clouds of last night’s storm and it carries the genius of the ocean over the prosaic peace of my garden, showing it completely transfigured. I also dedicate to you the fairytale houses that are undoubtedly inhabited by elves and blissfully winged creatures. And the enchanted forest of Broceliande where Merlin is entrapped into…