Venezia

Three days well-spent in beautiful Venice... just like they say it is.


This is the first thing I saw when I stepped out of the train station. The beautiful canal. I almost cried.


This is the view from the guesthouse where two of my friends and I stayed.


I have sooo many pictures of the canals and gondolas, and chose this one to stand in for all of them. Pretty much, instead of streets and cars, they had canals boats.


Okay, I added another canal photo.


Here is the view from the Rialto Bridge.


A gondola driver. Classic.


View from the Rialto Bridge at night.


And again.


I liked this photo that I took at a small piazza in Venice at night. There were so many tourists, and the city was constantly lively. We had perfect weather the whole weekend, and enjoyed every bit of it.

I have to ask myself every day how I got here. Lately, I've been figuring out why I am. Through the past week, things that I thought long buried had resurfaced, and I've sought out certain people for guidance and comfort. I know why I'm here, and I feel like something is hatching. There's not much that I can publicize here, but something amazing is happening... as much as it hurts in the present. It all makes sense when I consider the words of my Father in 2 Corinthians 1: 3 - 5, and other verses. Not everything makes sense now, and some things never will. But I will be better. I'm going to come out of this whole.