Category: Venice
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Banyana Hamachee
See that guy over there, the tan one wearing the white shirt with the long brown feathered hair. The first time I saw that guy I laughed. I know that’s mean, but it’s the truth. His shirt was unbuttoned half way down his chest, his too tan chest, a chest…
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VENICE: The Dreaded Gondola Ride
ME: How much for a gondola ride? GONDOLIER: 80 for 30/40 minutes THE HUSBAND: I’ll pay 200 not to go. Not go, oh no no no no…I don’t think so, honey. I’m sorry but you can not go to Venice without taking a gondola ride, which is exactly what The…
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CANNAREGIO
And the Jews were gone. That’s what I read when I glanced over The Husband’s shoulder to see what could make his thumbs type so frantically on the blackberry as he sat on the Moroccan bed in our cush hotel in Venice. I just looked at him. He didn’t notice.…
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VENICE: Testing Positive For Explosives
“There’s something I need to tell you,” I said to the husband whose big brown eyes had turned crazy, like crazy crazy, like those of a wild cat I once made the mistake of rescuing years ago from a neighbor’s backyard. I was just joking around, trying to make a…
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VENICE: In Search of Olive Oil
Azienda Oleicola Deoli Abruzzi, that’s what it reads on the most amazing bottle of olive oil I’ve ever had the pleasure to taste. At least I think that’s what it says because I had to zoom in 16X’s to read the label, and even then I had problems making out…
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My unpinched butt is back!
I’m back. Landed at JFK just a few hours ago. I am typing this with one eye closed as the other rolls back in my head. I’m that tired. And I have so much to write about. So much, I don’t even know where I’m going to start. Or when…
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CIAO, BABY!
I’m off to Italy tomorrow where I’ll be eating my way across the country. I’ll post when I can, but I won’t be back until the 14th, so try not to miss me too much… MAY 3: New YorkMAY 4: Fly to LondonMAY 5: Fly to VeniceMAY 6: VeniceMAY 7:…
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Positano
I had just booked the Turkish hotel in Venice and the Villa Rosa in Positano, and was just about to book the hotel in Rome when my husband rang my cell and exclaimed, “WAIT!” “Wait?” I asked, simultaneously typing Gregoriana Hotel Rome into the search engine. “Don’t book the room…
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ITALY!
In case you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been writing, blogging, or flying much lately. What have I been doing? Planning a trip to Italy, a trip I’ve been dreaming about for years. Because I want this trip to be perfect, I’ve been spending entirely way too much time on Trip…
Heather Poole 