Behind the mask...a bit of creeping boredom!

You know what? I’m getting really bored with this tedious ritual of carnival...

I wore my second costume (all masks must have at least two costumes...) and I went out for a walk, before the daily invasions of merry tourists.

Up and down up and down...all the steps of every little bridge, all my old bones are aching....

You cannot imagine how busy and hectic Venice is in these daysl; it’s full of photographers and visitors and they all push each other in the narrow ancient alleys as people on London Underground trains in the rush hours...

I am deeply missing my little cottage in my beloved Bearshire...

I want to put my slippers on instead of these uncomfortable high-heeled shoes. I want a little peace and silence around me. I want my kitchen. I want my books!

Did you know that Carnival had been quite neglected in Venice for a few centuries?
Only in 1980 did it start enjoying a revival...

In my humble opinion, now it’s a big business, but what is not a big business nowadays, after all?

Next time I’ll write another page of my diary it will be from home.
I leave you now, I have to go to pack up my baggage!