Oh Venice! Oh Venice!

24 days until I am darting around England causing a raucous with Ster-fry (and Daphne)

Its about time I get my act together and start planning. With the way my memory has been these past couple months Im just lucky I remembered that I needed to plan!

Yesterday I tore my house to shreds looking for my passport. I drove all the way to Temple to my old car looking for my passport. I had my parents rip their house to shreds looking for my passport. 

Guess what??!

I CANT FIND MY PASSPORT! 

I will scurry over to the official passport maker place tomorrow and see what kind of maneuvers I can pull. 

I didnt find my passport but I DID find a GOLDEN TREASURE. I found some of my old writing. Silly stupid poems that I wrote on a train in Italy Summer 2007.  This piece is classic (and long..sorry).

It is about my 18 hours in Venice. Enjoy!

Oh Venice! Oh Venice! 

What a memory we have.

Thinking back on that day,

all I can do is laugh!

When I first saw you, 

I knew it was love.

But when it was time to leave you,

I had had enough.

It was your charm and character that drew me in,

Canals, gondolas, and Italian men

First we began, 

on a good start,

but after 18 FUN FILLED hours 

I was ready to part.

Hungry as ever we went to have lunch

By your beautiful water, on a pizza I'd munch.

Ready to shop the 7 of us went

But poor and frustrated inside I would pent

Money was a problem...

because I had none

My ATM card was broken,

Something HAD to be done!

A few tears later, and a call to my dad.

He called the bank, now things weren't so bad.

Time to split up- 

be back quarter to six

Emily, Melissa and I 

walked around and took pics

We spent most of our time

 in St Marks Square.

With thousands of tourists,

 you I would share.

When we met up,

 new friends Lindsey had found.

With Dan, Joey and Brad

 we were gondola bound!

The 10 of us split

 into 2 boats,

For forty-five minutes on your love

 we would float

It was perfect and relaxing, 

I didnt want it to end

but another 25 Euros on you 

I could not spend

So back to St Marcs Square to feed the birds

An unbelievable sight! Pigeons flock in HERDS!

Hilarious it was, 

a sight to be seen

With your dirty pigeons on me

 I had to scream

Ready to leave and wash my hands

the group of us pondered on our new plans

So a party of 10 we went to eat.

That seafood restaurant of yours was hard to beat.

That is when the vino began to flow

Comfortable and talkative began to show

The next stop was crucial,

of course a wine store!

By the end of the night, 

we would come three more!

Hanging out in your square, 

under your stars,

Nothing can compare

or come close to par.

Now this is when it gets good 

Are you ready to listen?

The next several hours 

is why YOU Im not missin'

You are complicated and confusing with ferries and trains

My worries and frustration to you I would refrain

By 10 oclock 

we all had to be back

But for 2, a watch they needed 

and obviously lacked

They were 10 minutes late 

we decided to go, 

Only 5 girls now, 

The others location unknown.

The ferry was full 

so we didnt get on

When we got to the station 

our train was long gone.

"Why dont you have trains running all night?"

Is a good question I wonder.

It's just not right.

So stuck with you we are until 5am

Its a miracle we survived and are still sane.

back to the square we begin to WALK 

Worried about Jenna and Melissa we start to talk.

"If they are in the hotel sleep and sound...

tomorrow their heads in we will POUND!!"

Ha Ha we were just kidding, 

dont get your panties in a twist.

No, I probably would have tried, 

swung and missed.

We get there, its late, the creeps are out

Two 40 yr old men hit on Laura, no doubt.

Finally we move 

but the destination far

Too tired to go on...

We stop at the BAR!

That is when you introduce us to your local boys

Smoking, laughing and making lots of noise

Flirt with us they do, 

while playing a game of spades

Conversation and jokes

 is all we would trade.

Continuing our journey, 

to the station we head

When a sight of Rialto Bridge, 

by its beauty we were lead.

After a good peaceful break 

we decided to truck

But nothing could erase, 

the fact that we were stuck.

At least, I felt safe, 

on your bridges and roads.

It was during that hour. 

our wine buzz would corode.

When we got to the station we were not alone

For several other homies call it THEIR home.

We were clearly,

 the new kids on the block, 

The others had blankets, 

and even a cardboard box!

Cold, sick and needing some cover

to the doors we bolted one after another.

Of course they were locked,

more time with you we spent

I would have killed for some warmth 

that you never lent

Looking around, 

Natalie moseyed through the trash

A treasure she found, 

that none of us would bash.

Extra trash bags we stretched 

over our legs

The others were jealous

 but never did beg

For TWO hours we lay 

waiting for it to open.

When it finally did, 

there was cheering and whoopin'

5 AM came

and ended our time

It was worth it I guess, 

because I made this sweet rhyme

Oh Venice! Oh Venice!

It is You I love and hate, 

But to be honest, to come back, 

I just cannot wait!

x,

la beast