The Piazza de san Marco.
The square filled with people, lingering arm in arm, chattering merrily.
The cafes redolent with wonderful aromas, the melody of wine goblets clinking in air.
And the canals, always the canals, the rhythmic slap-spap of the water against the gondolas, the slurp of the oar in the water.
No, I really haven’t been in Venice this week.
But I’ve been tucked into my cozy armchair with A Thousand Days in Venice, Marlena de Blasi’s richly evocative memoir about her bold and unexpected move to Venice to marry a man she fell in love with on her first visit to this romantic city.
If I hadn’t known this was a true story, I would never have believed a middle aged woman would pack up her entire life in America and move to Venice to live with (and eventually marry) a man she affectionately calls “The Stranger.” But De Blasi is nothing if not adventurous, and I have to admire her sheer moxie even if I can barely believe it.
This was one of my choices for the Venice in February reading challenge. I’m now happily engrossed in another of my selections, Crossing the Bridge of Sighs, by Susan Ashley Michael.
There seems to be something about Venice and Romance, doesn’t there?
Making it perfect reading for February, the month of love.
So tell me? Are you reading about love on this Sunday? Or armchair traveling? Or both?