Venice.
Conflicting reviews on this place but since my Italian boss ordered me to go, I had no choice. I am indebted for this arm-twist. The charm of this place stole my heart; ancient buildings, artisans, inner goth, gourmet food and canals for roads - yes, you may not know that unique fact about this place.
The jury is still out whether normal roads or canals are more treacherous for travelling with kids. I’m working a guilty verdict on roads. The girls didn’t step off a narrow side walk into a river once, yet they mindlessly pull this stunt on roads. Personally I would prefer if they fell off our balcony and into a river instead of onto a road. Or not fall off at all, I guess, depending on how well they had been behaving...
Anyway. I’m in a carb coma. Can’t muster words. Here are some pictures.
Leica M10 + Voigtlander magic.
