Venice in me...

DINOSAURS IN VENICE? //22.11.2012// 

Yes, I finally woke up in Venice, city of extremeness. It is fascinating, but to live here you have to get used to it. Everything is so intense and I still feel a little lost. Water everywhere, no hills just here and there you see a tree. Tourists all over. Museum city, which of course hides local people, and students, that you can easily miss if your sight doesn’t reach further than the infrastructure for massive tourism.

But when you turn in another direction and walk into a street that you don’t want to, then you see the beauty of fallen-apart fasades in the medieval labyrinth of this magical city. On the next corner you end up in a stinky restaurant with cheep bad food and you can’t believe that’s possible in Italy. On the wall you see a picture of a dinosaur in Venice, and the laughter makes the bed food more digestible. And then you realize, that Venice is like a big dinosaur being kept alive, for the fun of todays mankind.




THROWING UP IN VENICE// 23.11.2012 12//

Lovely City? Yes it is, an amazing architectural achievement of mankind. Unfortunately a little unpleasant city for a sick tourist. If you find yourself felling sick on san Marco square, where throw up? No bushes, to hide, no trees to hold on to only medieval narrow streets  filled with all sorts of different smells, that are forcing you vomit even more. If you are “lucky” you are far from your house, and to get home, you have to use Vaporeto water bus, that swing your stomach in the waves. Then you realize that this is the most fucked up moment in your life and maybe, for a split second you even see a glimps of brightness in this fact. Then a wave hits the vaporreto and you just try to hold on. You barrely make it home without fainting, and then you throw up all night thinking that this is the end of you. 



And the workshop is going great :)

Shoes are big in Venice.


thank you, urska, for sharing a piece of your venice workshop experience!

shoes indeed are big in Venice! thanks Urška for the reportage! how is aqua alta? kneehigh already?