In just a couple of weeks my kid and I will be heading off to Italy, Rimini to be exact. Rimini is on the northern coast of the Adriatic side of Italy, down from Venice a bit, and is famous for being Fellini’s home town. Ten years ago, as my expired passport reminds me, I went to Rimini for a long while to visit my love. I came back with a souvenir that would be my daughter in nine months time. Last year, she and I went to Rimini for the first time to meet up with him, the cutie. We had a great time. We visited Rome and Venice then. Other than having to fly on a plane, which I hate, I’m so looking forward to seeing Italy again. Its beautiful, to be sure, but more than that, it’s relaxing in ways one can never relax in America.
When last I visited, Rimini had not changed in the ten years that had passed since I last wandered her streets. The shops are the same, the restaurants are the same, the people are the same, the beach is the same. The only difference is that there are cell phones everywhere, an internet cafe or two, and supermarkets are more popular.
When we get back from our trip, school will be starting and summer will be over. I’ll be writing regular updates on this blog with photos and videos. Until then…
LA is not America… NY is not America… There are plenty of places and ways to relax utterly in America.
Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
Step one… get the fuck away from people, especially urban people because it’s not in their nature to relax. They’re too worried about ‘their careers’ and ‘their diets’ to even notice the Roses, much less smell them.
Find a river, on a mild spring day, and a comfy spot to lounge in the shade… If you can’t relax there, and liquor don’t help. You have issues.