thoughts.

i was thinking of making a list of places i'd like to visit or re-visit. i didn't know where to start. France used always to top my list. Paris. not for the sole purpose of visiting jim morrison's grave, though some of my friends insisted that was why. i love the very idea of the quaint little road-side cafes with tiny tables and scraping chairs. the tiny Parisian book stores i've heard so much of. there's no missing the splendour of the eiffel tower. and the seine. and ofcourse the memories of Napleon strewn all over the place. and oscar wilde's grave. to say nothing of the cheese and the clothes, though i'll probably have to restrict myself to shop window gazing.
what of italy? i watched this episode of INNtimate escapes and am so enamoured by this place called Asolo. a leetle place which was once inhabited by the Brownings. it is an epitome of the idyllic. so verdant, vibrant, greeeeen, and a train ride away from Venice! and i've wanted to go to Florence ever since i've read and LOVED a room with a view.
well, now i feel like keeping the list for a bit of a hold and speaking of other things. my Italian classes are scheduled to start tomorrow. lessee how those will go. i want to visit my school...i saw it from afar today and i can't believe i haven't been able to visit the place even once. i REALLY miss 18 Lee road though. it's so ironic most people from CIS want to meet up at the forum because it unintentionally provides a weak, weak link. that dear old bungalow. with memories stowed away in every unimaginable corner. the fish tank. the math shed. the field being out of bounds ever so often. the art room. the ice-cream dada. the jhaal muri dada. the porch. the dreaded assemblies. the red-roofed hut in the nursery garden. sigh. all this has been levelled to a mammoth parking lot. wow. people have given me very mixed reviews about the new school. i stubbornly refuse to love it. but it seems convenient, and big and spacious. erm.