Who says dreams are perfect?:)

14 05 2005

But if you look closely enough, you’ll notice a few cracks in the dream. For instance, there sure weren’t this many people jostling around for elbow space in my dream! And in my dream, I could do what I wanted to without having to worry about paying for them (Technically, I still didn’t have to because dad footed the bill, but u get the drift 🙂 ). Prices in Venice, as with every other self-respecting tourist trap, tend to reach staggering proportions. You’d probably have dreamt of traveling by a gondola with your lady love draped over your shoulder for instance, but when the dream does come true, and you find that it will cost somewhere in the vicinity 1500 rupees for a half hour trip, the enthusiasm does seem to wane somewhat.

Another thing you would notice around the streets of Venice, is the huge hordes of doves. In some places they’ll be so thick that you have to really watch your step if you want to avoid quashing some of our feathered friends. Everywhere you go, you’ll find tourists queuing up to throw them food grains and soon have the doves literally eating out of their hands. (Incidentally, a medium sized packet of food grains cost about 100 rupees; Could have had meself some good veggie pizza for that amoutn.). Them doves just don’t seem to realize we’re humans, mostly carnivores, the only species on this planet which kills for fun. Maybe someone ought to tell them.
Not that those doves looked like they would need much protection. Whoever first cast doves as the ubiquitous symbol of peace apparently didn’t travel around Venice much. Doves there flock around in such large numbers that they are definitely more than a little creepy. One little girl happened to drop her packet of grains and them darn birds were all over her at once, some even perching on her head, while she screamed and cowered in terror. , horror movie directors should definitely check that scene out.




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