Venezia - a city that blends romance and mystery perfectly.
Masterpieces of Renaissances architecture, erstwhile balconies, vintage
houses, striking gondolas that shuttling across the canal, all these make up the romantic backdrop for a little alfresco dinning. And with that special someone, it's an enchanting moment that you can hardly forget.
I remembered dragging luggage over a wide bridge, waiting in a square for the super duper huge-sized pizza, drinking in a random bar with 3 spritz in a row, dancing in the street with an Italian, sitting outside a church feeling half drunk, meeting a Chinese boy who speaks only Venetian Italian, plain but scrumptious homemade spaghetti, lovely bedroom that I envy a lot, kind and suave mama Laura who loves handicrafts, small but cozy attic, a wired contemporary exhibition of sound, serpentine footpaths with small bridges, pizza shop that sell ice-cream as well, and my dream that night.
Delectable time, again.
"Basking in the sun on a random dock with a glass of Spritz, we were watching the boats passing through. For a moment, I was meshed in thought, wondering if I shall ever be here again, who will be the one sitting next to me, like what we were then.
Realizing that I was too moody and melancholic all of a sudden, I fake a big smile, quickly finished up my drink and walk towards those tortuous footpaths."
These are fragments that I found in my napkin, written on the night that I slept in the attic.
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