Verona was nice. Dave and I did get to see an opera from the festival, which are performed in a humongous amphitheater. It was nice, but it was Verdi (Aida), who isnt mz favorite to begin with, and I found the production... rather trashy. It was definitely a tourist attraction.
After Verona, Dave and I spent our last three days together getting lost in the muggy heat of Venice. Unfortunately, no non-platonic activities took place... ever. Im sure he was aware of my lust (for lack of a more fitting word) for him, but I think he chose to let it pass by. Oh well. We said our goodbyes and parted wazs last night, he on a night train to Paris, and I on one to Vienna.
When I disembarked, I immediately sought out a copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. It would be a lie to say I didnt feel a little pang of emotion knowing it had already been available in Europe for over 9 hours and I hadnt even started on it. I procured a room in the hostel closest to the train station and began. 12 hours later, here I am, finished. It was quite enjoyable.
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Yeah! HP abroad! Now HP7 will always be the book you read in Europe...'sigh'
Sorry about Dave. What can you do? You've been on the other side before.
Concentrate on Europe!!! I loved Vienna. Ahhh... Wish I'd spoken some German.
Can't wait for you to get home so we can talk about HP7 and your travels.
'Enjoyable'? That's the only word you can use for the series that we had too much fun plucking apart minutae for the past five or so years?? Aaagh! And we can't even talk about it...
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