Just as the new season begins in Chelsea - I've snuck off and gone to Venezia. My plane arrived a few hours ago and I'm happily ensconced in my temporary pad. The plane ride is always the worst. Whoever is responsible for the design of those frickin' seats should be taken out and beaten - then rehabilitate while they are chained into the fruit of their design. Maybe then they'd figure out how to better transport folks in some form of comfort. Hell I'd pay a little extra if they took out one row - just one row - to give us all a bit more leg room, millimeters - but the airline corporations are about sucking every thin dime out of every flight. Nevermind.
So as long as I have access I'll be putting down some thoughts down about this magnificent painterly city! For now I'm gonna eat then rehabilitate in a comfortable bed.
Ciao!