Well, Spring Break’s over, and it’s time to get on with whatever it is I do besides work. I’m back in Washington.
Years ago, I came across a beautiful oversized picture book called Carnival in Venice, which contained 56 gorgeous colour photographs of the costumed celebrants at Carnevale di Venezia. Finding the book was one of those tiny events that wind up having life-changing consequences. I fell in love with Venice, with the idea of Venice. Someday I’d go there.
Which is what I did in March.