Everything around me seems to have an Italian connection these days and it's making me pine for a return trip. I just finished my second Peggy Guggenheim biography and I've added "tour the grand canal in Venice with a lhasa apso" to the to-do list. The next day I played a riveting game of bocce ball and finished it off with some gelato. This was followed by a late night showing (in my living room) of A Room With a View and even though I'm now trapped in a pod at work, staring at the computer, I can still hear George Emerson declare, "It is fate. But call it Italy if it pleases you Vicar."
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