Marudziłam about this trip for months. Italiano Italiano. I have to go back to the country smiling strangers, I once again did not take the bus, again pokoczować the airport and have dinner with the truest prince. To plan something and then say: "ojtam ojtam. I also do a thousand other things, see what I missed now. Cliché, but still I say, Italy is not a country on the one journey.
seemed to me that the 2000 photos I made three, which I really liked. However, they did more:)
If I write something about photography, I write it underneath.
MILAN:
Symphony.
VENICE:
birds good , birds, bad
FLORENCE ...
... frightening ...
... and fun!
Piazza della Repubblica in Florence, a favorite children's Alessandra
still afraid of the beggar and I still have pangs of conscience that I did not give of any minor.
cabbage was here. speechless until the jellyfish.
ROME:
durnostojka little picture, but I could not resist the impression that reflects well spatial relations in the Vatican.
Vatican burns.
Danse macabre.
Akurat at work on the photograph of me singing Edith "L'Accordeoniste. Mr. Mina is one of my favorites - because it reminds me of Hannibal Lecter:)
