C.'s brother is getting married this weekens so we're going to Italy for his wedding. Last days have been filled up with some preparations, hunting for the right outfits etc. I feel strange about this trip. It's our first visit to Genoa since we came to London in January. I actually can't believe that we haven't gone there at least once in the past months. It only shows how we feel about Genoa, or, more precisely, about our life there. I haven't given much thought to it since we moved back to England. I don't miss Genoa but, with honesty, I do miss Italy a lot. Sometimes even painfully. But that is something I'd better save for the next corner view ("taking a different perspective").
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