During the past twenty years I have become a moderately frequent visitor to Venice. I like the city very much but it is no place to be lumbered with a car so I hastened from the port to cross the lagoon and get onto the Autostrada for a quick, if uninteresting, 300 km drive to Brunello, a delightful village surrounded by lakes and snow-capped mountains, not far from Como.
Flakes of the life of a sensate man; random notes and pictures that endeavour to capture capricious thoughts, largely of unreasonable and mysterious origin, before they leave forever the wandering mind of a life pilgrim stumbling towards the point where parallel lines meet. “Give me the sensate mind, that knows The vast extent of human woes!” M. Robinson Angelina II. 1796
Sunday, May 12, 2013
4th May, Italy
During the past twenty years I have become a moderately frequent visitor to Venice. I like the city very much but it is no place to be lumbered with a car so I hastened from the port to cross the lagoon and get onto the Autostrada for a quick, if uninteresting, 300 km drive to Brunello, a delightful village surrounded by lakes and snow-capped mountains, not far from Como.
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