Michelangelo of Venice

Venice sucks, don't let anyone tell you the otherwise. It is crowded as f, people were extremely unfriendly to tourists, and it was overrated. THe only fun thing i did was running into my friend from high school and we partied with her Italian friends Michelangelo and Eduardo. they were creepy as hell, but they sure bought me a lot of drinks. i spent the rest of the night between the wrong end of the bed and the toilet seat. later when i saw the youtube video, i realized that i was at least as creepy as they.






In Florence, we stayed at this PLUS camping site. At first i thought it would be Brokeback Mountain with DJ, but it was a lot more civilized than we thought. We even ran into our friends from primary and secondary school. it's a small world huh?









If my memory hasn't failed me, Florence is the birthplace of Renaissance.




Afterwards, we went to Felsina winery in Tuscany.





THe owner, Giuseppe, and i became boys. We tried 6 different wines at lunch. We even did some olive oil tasting, even though they all tasted the same to me. I decided that Zucchini flower tempura is my new favorite food.



We had the whole guest house by ourselves. So DJ and i would cook. One night we had steak for dinner. we even put out the candle light and wipe the side of the dishes clean, like any serious chef would. the only thing that didnt go so well was that DJ marinated the meat too much that we had to hose it down at the sink midway through the meal to get rid of the saltiness.



I met this couple, Alvina and Umberto, from Australia who bought 2 villa and 8 hectares of land in Tuscany. they brewed their own wine and grow their own vegetables. hearing that makes me want to start retirement now. she said she wanted to sell me their place in 10 years. Later, they sent me a DVD on their place and it was so pretty. Now i just need to find a job and find a way to buy it in 10 years. Might have to start dealing crack.








This is Siena


For the nerds:



I found this book on the secret stash of my cousin. I usually dont like it when foreigners write about growing up in Hong Kong because they usually just live on the peak with other expat and they know nothing about what really goes on, but this guy did. This book is about his growing up in the 50's. One thing that really inspired me was when the author told his friends that the British owned Hong Kong and they were the boss, his mother corrected him and said that the British stole Hong Kong and now they owed the people. So they needed to be good to them. i thought that was a good way of looking at it.

This kid ventured on the streets of kowloon and hong kong. he even made friends with locals and went to opium smoking places. It is fun to see Hong Kong from a foreigner's perspective. and unlike a lot of British people who lived hear, this guy treated us with respect and admiration.