I had the craziest dream last night. I only said it was about Venice because that’s where I thought I was, but I think it was much better than Venice.
Imagine Venice, a city in water. Some parts look good, but most if it is dull and dumpy. In my dream, the water was glistening. It was nighttime in Venice, but there was a lot more space between buildings. The buildings were like sky scrapers in the water, with lights everywhere. I was simply sitting in a boat, looking around. The most spectacular part were the people around me. A man was sitting in some sort of raft and was spreading out merchandise to sell. A woman had a hot-dog cart sort of thing, but could somehow float and move on the water. She went around selling ice cream and candy to those who wanted it. I wish I could describe it better because it was an excellent dream. Maybe, if global warming persists (not that I want it to), this magical scene might become reality.
