For my last night in Venice, I decided to indulge myself and spend a night on the Grand Canal. This was too wet and unsolid so I decided to spend a night beside the Grand Canal instead.
On the morning of this last night I moved across town from my old hotel in the pouring rain, carrying my camera bag and harnessed to a heavy backpack under a nylon poncho, a bit like wearing a circus big top, squeezing through narrow people-dammed passages barbed with umbrellas. I was interrupted by some university student with, "Excuse me, sir, will you sign a petition? It's in English. It's against drugs."
"No," I said, irritated. "I take drugs."
1 comment:
That was probably a gypsy.
In Madrid, I happily signed one of these petitions (for the disabled in that instance) and handed over 20 euros! For that, I got a kiss.
AR
Post a Comment