I'm in a romantic mood today.  It's starting to thunder outside and I think it's completely romantic.  I think I'm going to head down stairs in a bit and watch the storm out of the great french doors that overlook the lagoon.  Even the rain in Venice has a regal majesty to it.  Before my trip, I was speaking with someone and they said I either was going to fall in love with the old Venice and it's romance, or cringe at the decay.  I'm in love.  Maybe it's my mood, but it's all beautiful.  8 of us are heading via train to Florence tomorrow morning.  We have the weekend off and I'm excited to explore and escape a bit, but I think a life time love affair has begun with this city.  The tourists are there but this afternoon I was just wandering around some narrow alleys that I haven't explored yet and I was completely content.  It could be the fact that I have zero responsibilities and not a care in the world, but I'm just going to ignore that and keep wandering.

I have a pretty extensive list of talking points and notes that have accumulated but I'm in a sort of free mood.  It's been gorgeous here every day and I'm totally fine with the rain that's here.  Give it a chance to cleanse the well soiled streets.  Maybe it'll spare my shoes and feet some mercy.  So what does one do on a rainy day?  Write 9, thoughtfully long postcards!

I bought them off the street from a street vendor and the edges are slightly yellowed and I think it's kinda cool looking.

Booking the train to Florence/deciding on a weekend getaway was an absolute catastrophe.  I love our group.  We're 10 vibrant personalities; each possessing great qualities.  However, one that we lack is decesion making skills.