Oh, the life I lead, correspond with rock stars, organize shows, go to gigs, defend myself from pansy anonymous commenters. It takes a lot out of you. I'm tired, my friends.
A holiday is in order. Someplace where the pace of life is slower than the Tri-State area. Maybe an area with no indie rock clubs, where the streets are filled with the music of the native land.
Germany and Oktoberfest? Don't think the discos and crazy nightlife is what in my prescription. Japan? Sensory overload.
So I consulted the tea leaves and soothsayers and came to a decision. Thanks to savvy scheduling and cashing in on frequent flyer miles, I'm going back to the country of my heritage.
Come late-September, I'll be spending a week in Northern Italy, specifically Florence, Tuscany, Siena, Verona and Venice. No, I didn't see Under the Tuscan Sun. I did see Quantum of Solace, I thought, "That's a place I can do some damage." It looked like such a unique place. I get Travel + Leisure Magazine and they constantly name Florence as the best city in Europe. With Venice, I'm told good and bad things. It's a place that lives on tourists, like Orlando or Las Vegas.
I've been joking that this is the perfect time to go back to Italy (I went to Rome two years ago). Their crazy Prime Minister, Silvio Berlusconi, is having affairs with 17-year olds and having naked women run around in his grotto. The balls on this guy ... literally. He runs all the media companies in Italy, so he can do whatever he wants.
In any event, it is all going to be about good food, pizza, coffee, wine, wine, wine, wine and beautiful landscapes. I'm telling myself to relax for once in my life.
So if any body has been, let me know what you thought.
But that's not all! After London, after Italy, I'll heading up to Vienna for 3 days. It will probably be the only place where I can catch a decent show .. even if it's classical music. I'll report if all the gay men are like Bruno. I haven't seen it yet, but I'm sure the Austria tourism board got a little nervous. They are still doing damage control on that guy who imprisoned his daughter and had six kids with her. Scary stuff.
Fifteen days I'll be gone. I'll be missing New York just about .... ummmmm ... never during the trip.
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