Saturday, 19 November 2011

Venice Part 2

Ciao!


I have exactly one week and one day left here in Italy before I return home to England. Lee visited me three weeks ago so I planned an iternary of what we would do and where we would go; we visited the Lido, Burano and enjoyed the views of Venice from atop the Bell Tower in San Marco Square. 
Lido


Taking a vaporetto (boat) out to the island, Lido.


 We hired one of these bad boys! We cycled through the Lido and tied it up at the beach where we stopped for some time to take photographs and admire the view. 



Lee made little sand steps for me as I hadn't worn shoes practical for the beach.





Burano



Burano is famous for its lace making and you can often see ladies sat on their doorsteps making lace. It is such a beautiful place to visit, the colourful houses complete with canals, quaint bridge crossings and bright boats make you feel like you are in a toy town. 








Bell Tower in Venice


Monday, 14 November 2011

Aspirations

And so the countdown officially begins! I have two weeks left living in Italy before I return home permanently. Quite often when I am detached from the hum drum routine and everyday monotony of life, I am able to revaluate where I am in life and where I actually want to be. So with not being held down by work, bills and other commitments I am able to remind myself what my dreams are, what my  goals are. Instead of putting barriers in the way and making excuses such as time limitations and cost involved, I am going to list my short term aspirations here and make sure to find a way to make them happen.


Learn ballet
Get graded on drums
Learn Italian proficiently 
Learn guitar (once and for all!)
Start fashion business



        Fashion design, dress created from CD cases 2005 - Dana Camm

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Carousel

For as long as I can remember I have always loved ballet. My yearning to learn this dance was inspired after watching Rogers and Hammerstein's film Carousel as a child. The scene of Louisa's ballet always makes me feel like becoming a dancer and invokes such fond memories


A couple of years ago I set out to learn it and bought myself some pink leather ballet shoes. I attended an evening ballet class once a week and thoroughly enjoyed it, until I began working in the evenings and I was no longer able to attend the class. Since then I haven't danced or practiced but I was recently inspired to start up again after entering a dance shop in Mestre, Italy. I approached a cupboard where there were ballet shoes upon ballet shoes, stacked on top of one another. It was such a beautiful sight.


So I will share my favourite ballet scene with you, I absolutely love the musical score!