Europe endless

Thinking back of the summer. I’m in love with Venice. Maybe I will visit Venice one time every year for the rest of my life. Random thought, historically, like on the days of Casanova, Venice seems to have been a playhouse of pleasure and entertainment. Does that mean Venice was the Burning man of the 18-century? Now I don’t know much about Burning man, nor 18-century Venice so I should not say more about that.

More memories from last summer. I have ended up having a romantic view of Munich. That’s weird since I didn’t really liked the city when I was there. I was not impressed by seeing the beer halls with their old men with large beer mugs (Tankards?) and their tobacco pipes. I remember seeing a girl with a t-shirt with the text “Munich cozier than Berlin” (but in Deutsch, the word used was  “gemütlich” as far as I know “cozy” is a good translation). The rebellious guy inside me thought: “F**k cozy! I’m of to Berlin”. Still the romanitic guy inside me apperently likes Munich.