Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
My Renaissance Marathon continued in Florence and Venice. The bus driver “accidentally” dropped me off on the hill outside of the old town of Florence, which turned out to be a magical experience. The walk down to the hill was a therapeutically break from the endless paintings and statues; it was cool, refreshing and extremely calm. Half way down at hill, I saw a view of the red roofed Florence, in the mist of light rain, dreamful indeed. I had taken the opportunity to image myself as an ancient young artist hiking in the tights and bubble shorts, with a sword on my waist, walking towards to a risky exciting future. Until I see the giant greenish copy of David dominating at the center of the Piazza Michelangelo ahead of me, while Japanese tourists were giggling and running back forwards snapping away their memories.
Venice looks exactly like all the postcards I’ve seen in my life. Everything is within the expectation, the bridges, the shops, the boats and the overpricing. I like to get lost in Venice, that’s generally how surprises were discovered. I spotted a tiny red lantern instantly from the far distance among all the flashy signs on a small street from the Piazza San Marco. A hidden Chinese restaurant seems like in the deepest dead-ended lane in the whole universe, by universe, I mean pizzas. At the 3 o’clock in the afternoon, I was the only one in the restaurant, enjoying an egg roll and the fighting between two Cantonese waitresses.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Buongiorno da Roma!
It is the 3rd day of my Italy trip; it somehow feels like 2 weeks. I could not believe how many things I have seen in just 3 days, it is like Art History course all over again, but a much better one.
I spent my first morning in Italy to The Vatican City; a dream comes true for me to see Michelangelo’s glorious Sistine Chapel and St. Peter’s Basilica. In the rest of my Roma tour, every church I walked in, every fountain I sat by, and there is something by Michelangelo, Raphael, Bernini, or Caravaggio. The city of Roma is a gigantic museum.
My favorite so far is the Piazza Navona, with Bernini’s most famous fountain the Four Rivers Fountain in the center of the square, surrounded by a square of lavish ancient architectures. I had a pizza there and a chat with an old lady who seems to have sat there for the last few centuries, she talked Italian non stop to me, somehow I understood a little bit of it.
Of course, I had to go see The Colosseum along with The Roman Forum. I had done some research by watching the film Gladiator on the plane. It rained a bit when I was walking through the Forum, it felt romantically lonely.