There are many ways to start a journey.
I like to think that mine began when I was born in a city built on water, where canals are its wavy, unpaved streets and boats and human feet the most-used means of transportation. A city where time is still tallied by the sound of belfries, and the loud screeches of the seagulls.
My journey soon continued over a much larger pond, beyond the Atlantic Ocean, when I landed in Canada in 2012.
I would like these virtual pages to be my way to recount and chronicle that journey and tell you how a European lives in what, for many reasons, still feels like the New World.
New as in the most colourful, wondrous and vibrant way that I have ever experienced so far in my life.
Considerate la vostra semenza:
fatti non foste a viver come bruti,
ma per seguir virtute e canoscenza…Consider ye the seed from which ye sprang:
Ye were not form’d to live the life of brutes,
But virtue to pursue and knowledge high… — Dante Alighieri, Inferno xxvi
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A Venetian in Toronto 