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If anything could make me revive this godforsaken blog again, it is a reconciliation with my Europe. My kingdom for a camera as I walk the streets of Rome, and having left my Canon back in the pore, it is down to my inaptly modern blackberry to document my eyes' delight.

I spent the last four days in London, which felt very much like returning home. Emptied my wallet for a generous helping of tailored shirts and ballet pumps sans regrets but that I failed to save more for shopping in Capri, which I am currently in the train heading for. Italy is one of my prime loves of Europe. The city's intense beauty, natural inclination towards good taste and affection for history appeal to my every sense. Perhaps in a past life I was an Italian artist's muse or a Gondola master, what pleasurable thoughts!

Aesthetics aside, the city of
Rome calls to mind the glowing moments of romance past and the aroma of fine sangiovese and pinot noir vintage, some of my favourites. Thus it is little wonder I am so thrilled to be here. Ciao, till my next post.

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