Taking a bike to work turns most of the commute into a pleasant holiday (and, secondarily, a justification to renounce the gym)
Not to be taken for granted.
Taking a bike to work turns most of the commute into a pleasant holiday (and, secondarily, a justification to renounce the gym)
Not to be taken for granted.
As I walked along the Dorsoduro embankment this morning, peaking into the side alleys and canals, I felt Venice as a protodream. The other dreams made sense.
A lesser one, Venice, California, the quiet part a couple of blocks inland from the beach. Continue reading “The Venices”