I hated venice. not because of the city, or because of the language barrier, but because I was sick. I've decided to return to venice alone, when I'm healthy, and during a different season. I've been in bed since I returned on Tuesday evening. I have big plans to remain in bed until I'm completely well. Things I realized while in Venice= I prefer to travel with people I know, I need to know more languages, I need to take care of myself, and ryan air is the worst airline in the history of airlines.

one interesting fact is that the italian military is stationed at the airports in Italy with big guns, in addition to the security people and the police- who also have guns.

I hate guns.

I leave for radiohead a week from today. Am not excited about the coach rides- although I did only pay 20 pounds total to get me from Brighton to Manchester, Manchester to Newcastle, Newcastle to Cardiff, and Cardiff back to Brighton. Look at a map kids- you'll see how big of a deal that is.

i'm in a condescending mood so I'm going to stop writing.