Loading...Home is where you go back to when you’ve been somewhere else. It’s knowing what direction to walk when you get off the train. Seeing the wine shop you’ve frequented, the laundromat where you’ve washed your clothes while watching Italian MTV, the snack bar you get sandwiches at when you feel like eating cheap. After 3 days of continuous travel and different cities, even a place as exotic as Venice can feel like home, especially going back to the same room in the same little hotel.
Now we’re getting ready to go back to another place we call home by virtue of having to go back there. There’s a dog and jobs and a little house we rent and the other components that make up the life you lead between being somewhere and going somewhere else.
But, maybe home is actually what you bring with you, when you travel with someone you love.
Anyhow, enough of that. We’ve got to go find the best price on Venice snowglobes and Murano glass wine stoppers to bring back to the States. Plus our vaporetto pass is good for another hour (not like anyone checks) and there’s still half a liter of perfectly good Pinot Nero in the fridge in the room and the sandwiches in the window of the snack bar look reasonably fresh. So we’re off…
