And then...time just briefly pauses. Here are some such interesting moments and the music that went with them. 1. Heavy falling, fluffy snowflakes in Verona...and...Handel's Concerto Grosso in A Minor... 2. Whirring car and city lights during a Christmas rush in Verona...and...Marvin Gaye, Let's Get It On. 3. A rainy night in my apartment listening to Here Comes Santa Clause, Elvis Presley. Thanks for the lovely gift Jimmy. More to come...

Working in Italy. Well, the economy can't get much lower here. I am trying...very hard. I do have some work though, the newest of which is just a little scary. I mean challenging... I got a call from a girl here in San Bonifacio asking if I was interested in translation work. I said, well sure, I'll give it a go. When I met with her she handed me two lovely articles from her PhD prof on intercultural and foreign affairs. So somehow, I find myself translat...

As seems to be my pattern, I have trouble keeping up with blog entries as life gets busier...falls into a routine. I work four part time jobs at the moment. The freelance photo one is almost over, and the other three are very part time. So the hunt for work continues. My photo job in Venice involved gathering pics of specific venues. The last venue, a little disco called Picolo Mondo, was an all night affair. The place closed at 4am, and after assisting (...

Back home in San Bonifacio. I'm getting very used to the twenty or so minute train ride into Verona. This week I will probably do it every day. I am attempting to keep myself busy and stave off the bouts of loneliness that have come around. Jess left yesterday, pathetic that I'm already lonely, I know. But it comes from a larger sense of missing my friends and family back home. The knowledge that this is a normal part of travelling alone doesn't make the lon...

I think we arrived here two days ago? It's hard to keep the days straight lately. We are currently in San Vittore (the house of Dad and Antonella) about 20 mins from Verona. Soon I will move into a house with Antonella P. (the friend of Antonella aka the wife of my dad) in San Bonifacio. From here on out Anto (of my dad) will be known as Anto 1 and our friend Anto will be known as Anto 2. I am looking forward to that as it will be a time in which I can ventu...