There's something about that city that manages to energise me every time I go for a visit.
The chaos, the bustle and fuss invigorates.
The freedom to roam round for hours on end and still never be more than a foot or two away from whatever it is you need liberates the mind and stirs the whistle in my throat.
I reckon too that this eternal city is one of the last remaining towns in Europe whose centre hasn't been gentrified to within an inch of its life and such outrageous and unsightly things as entire streets lined with scruffy old shops and market stalls selling any old junk you can think off haven't yet been flattened in favour of the usual global behemoths, soulless coffee shops, lifeless bars and fake 'street food' kiosks.
I'm sure it's only a matter of time until it goes the way of all the others but until that time, I'll certainly be going back for ...
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Is there a Guineys?
ReplyDeleteNah, just a Μιχαήλ (Michael) Guiney.
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