@Vule 16 June 2022 more from that month

This is part of a story, blog, travelogue... whatever... I once write. It is completely true! ---- My first visit to Venice was completely unplanned. I was only 15 years old when I first set out on an international journey alone. I'm not sure it was even legal, but for sure it was extremely unusual at that time (1990's). By then, I had wandered couple times without a plan and goal through the former Yugoslavia, discovering mostly places on the Adriatic coast. This time I went a little further. The goal was France and magical Paris. On that glorious journey, I reached the… French border. The customs officer looked at me, looked at my passport, once again at me, mentioned a certain guy called Merde that the French really like to mention (merde is shit on French), and decided that I will become someone else's problem by showing me which way I could return to home. What I could do, he was armed... So, I boarded the first train to Belgrade, intensely hating the French customs officers. At least I thought the train was going to Belgrade ... I had one of those EuroTrain tickets that allows unlimited number of rides, so I noticed the mistake when the train stopped on an unknown platform after only a few hours. An Italian conductor in a uniform that looked like a James Bond suit peeked into the compartment and with a million-dollar smile delivered a sentence that I will laugh at every time I remember it in the years to come,: – Ultima Stazione, Venezia! – Ultima Stazione?? Last station?!?? Did you say Venice ??? What the ?!?? – Dove vai Ragazzo?? Belgrado!!! … Porca miseria! …. Vieni, Vieni! ---- to be continued... #photography #nightphotography #longexposure #travel #italy #photo #venice