I was just glancing through the pictures from my recent travels and am amazed at how vibrantly I remember everything. I forget how much my senses are dulled by my ability to tune out the daily disturbances versus the heightened awareness of traveling in a new place where I don't speak the language and where there is so much for me to consider.
I am amazed that the trip could've been so simple. We went together and enjoyed almost every minute of it. There were some creepy hotels and some tensions of interpreting directions/maps, but, overall, it went so smoothly that I had to consciously remind myself that it would only last a few weeks. Of course, I quickly decided to enjoy it rather than anticipate its end.
This is a picture of the sunset from Per San Marco in Venice. It was breath-takingly beautiful plaza and the picture doesn't really do it justice. But it gives a suggestion.
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