As seems to be my pattern, I have trouble keeping up with blog entries as life gets busier...falls into a routine. I work four part time jobs at the moment. The freelance photo one is almost over, and the other three are very part time. So the hunt for work continues.

My photo job in Venice involved gathering pics of specific venues. The last venue, a little disco called Picolo Mondo, was an all night affair. The place closed at 4am, and after assisting (carrying) a rather worse for wear friend home, we caught a 5:30am train back to Verona. Though discos are not usually my thing, it was a fun night.

Otherwise, it's been school three days a week, work three days a week...and so it goes. It is interesting to call Verona (and area) home, and to realize that Italian is getting closer and closer to being designated a second language for me. I don't count French (yet) as I can only really just get by with it. Regardless, life keeps moving forward in amazing and difficult ways.

Piano piano.