Back in the USA

There will be no post mortem. I had an amazing time, but it doesn't feel appropriate to blog about it. Suffice to say, I'll have to go back to Italy, if only to explore the southern most points that I neglected this journey. The art was awe-inspiring, the clouds breath-taking, and the scenery fantastic. I was sad to go.

It has raised one very important question. I understand that for some reason people feed pigeons. I also recognize that it's a business opportunity to exploit. Sell bird seed to dumb tourists. Of course. But...why oh why do they dumb tourists encourage the pigeons to land on them like animate statues? I WISH pigeons would land on those dumbass street kids that dress themselves up in gold and silver paint to astound tourists with their sudden movement upon payment. Because I want them to be shit receptacles and get what they deserve. So I really don't understand why people invite this upon themselves:

Just because you're in the cradle of Catholocism, does not mean that Jesus is going to keep you disease and bird shit free...