Venezia 1994

Venice, back to 1994. That summer my friend P, M (the two girls under the arch) and I had our first trip without adults.  We were 16, happy and free or at least we felt so…or maybe not. We met in the Central Station, where we were supposed to go west to Liguria but where we took instead the first train east to Venice. I’d like to think it was because of me and my famous thoughtlessness…too long to explain.

The result was an unforgettable week in Venice with plenty of sun and doing nothing but walking, drinking coke and eating rodeo chips (a kind of Italian doritos) and nutella.

In those days, I was in love with black and white. I recently found these pictures and they put a smile on my face. I decided to share it,….and I hope you will love them too.

Venezia, 1994. Quella e’ stata l’estate del mio primo viaggio senza adulti, della vacanza a Venezia con le mie amiche P e M (le due ragazze sotto l’arco). Avevamo 16 anni, eravamo felici e libere, o almeno ci sentivamo cosi’ a 16 anni o forse no. Quella mattina ci siamo incontrate n Stazione Centrale per andare verso ovest in Liguria, ma ci siamo ritrovate su un treno che andava verso est a Venezia. Mi piace pensare che e’ stato grazie alla mia proverbiale sbadataggine che siamo finite a Venezia invece che in un campeggio in Liguria (troppo lungo da spiegare). 

Il risultato e’ stata un’indimenticabile settimana piena di sole, vagabondaggi per calle e campielli, cocacola, rodeo e nutella.

A quei tempi ero innamorata del bianco e nero, ho ritrovato queste foto di recente, spero      qualcuno le ami quanto me.

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