Saturday, July 4, 2009


Everyone I met in Italy said that Bellagio was the prettiest place they had ever been to or the one place they had to get to. But I am here, it is raining and when it is raining, it is not so pretty. It is just wet. I have seen wet a lot of times and a lot of places, and it all looks pretty much the same, wet.

Wet is nice if you are a farmer on the western plains of Kansas. I suppose it is nice if you are a duck, even if I don't understand why people say that, and wet is good if youy simply want to sit in your room and read a good book while listening to the steady patter of the rain drops. But, I am on vacation, and Bellagio doesn't look good in the rain, just another soggy rain soaked Kansas town.

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