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About twistedivy

In March, 2011, I spent a week wandering Italy on my own. This is the story of that time. I hope to see other parts of the world soon.

Opera snobs and coming home

Milan is, by far, my least favorite part of Italy. It immediately reminds me of New York on a day I am annoyed with New York. It has the least amount of charm and individual personality of all the places … Continue reading

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A kiss for a Camry?

    On my last morning in Venice, I manage to make it out for the sunrise without falling down the steps, which I consider to be quite a win indeed. Once again, there are only a few wandering souls … Continue reading

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Shalom Italy

The breeze off the Grand Canal is slight, riding the vaporetto to the Gheto Vechio, the old Jewish section of Venice. It’s Friday night, and soon the Sabbath will begin. I’m not entirely sure what I’m expecting to see — … Continue reading

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Sunrise, crash, wishes, water and Vorticists

My first morning in Venice begins with a bang, quite literally. Or, perhaps, a bump is more accurate. I rise early again, eager to see the sunrise over the Piazza San Marco. Venturing out into the hallway, I can’t find … Continue reading

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“Otherworldly”

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. – Arthur Symons Stepping out of the train station, I do not see the industrial, depressing scene I’m used to viewing. Most rail stations … Continue reading

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Accordians and misunderstandings

My day begins at dawn, as has become routine in Italy. I’ve grown accustomed to wandering narrow streets alone. But this is a bit different. On the pathway that circles atop the walls of the old city, there are joggers and … Continue reading

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Signed, Lonely in Lucca

The old city of Lucca is ringed by ramparts, wide walls that have extended into biking paths and small parks, overlooking the buildings, churches and piazzi. But within the walls, despite the cobblestone streets, it feels the most modern I’ve … Continue reading

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