Lately I have been feeling boring. It is not that I can't find anything to do, it is that my work routine and home life have become a bit, well, domestic. Many of my friends and peers have this impression that I am in constant motion, always going somewhere because of my affinity for travel, but as you well know, it takes time and preparation, aka money, to get there. It is a gruesome amount of hours delivering hot plates of food, chatting up the regulars, explaining what grana (parmesian), cockels (clams) and carne (meat) are, then coming home to sit in front of the computer dreaming, ticket browsing, writing, and editing. So this Sunday, I was determined that it would be different. I had the day off and was anxious to feed my travel fix
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