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American Express Ci. Societa Anonima Italiana Riva Degli Schiavoni, 4200-4201 Visitors Writing Room (not official) Venice, April 21 1929 Dearest Mother, We are still loitering in Italy - at least so it seems to the outside world. To us, however, it means that we are trying to catch up with ourselves physically. Florence was cold and rainy. We have been more fortunate in our weather here for Venice has been warm and sunny. Furthermore we have had a nice warm room which makes all the difference in the world when we are trying to throw off colds. It seems such a long process to get over the flu but we seem to make some improvement. We leave Tuesday for Milan; then for Geneva the 24th. Our plans now will keep us in Geneva from two to three weeks, so that we won't have to come back. This will mean that you can go on addressing our mail to Paris a while longer - we shall be there until we go to Berlin about the twentieth of June. Venice is rather delightful and altogether unique. It is the only city of its kind in the world and I should hate to have missed it upon a globe tour. According to the map it is a big island out at sea, intersected throughout by numberous waterways. The buildings spring out from the very water and lay themselves out into squares, wedges, triangles, rectangles and every other geometrical form between streets. The buildings always present a "solid front", that is they are joined one to another in a row and only lanes or streets break the continuous flank along the waterways. The front doorsteps are lapped by the waves as the traffic passes up and down the canals. The buildings tower two, three and four stories into the air - only a change in the roofline, the color of the "front" or a change in the material used in the structure are the only indications that we are looking at a different palace or house or building - whatever the case may be - from the one beside it. There is no earth in Venice except the tiny squares of gardens in the courtyards of villas. Between the canals the city if a veritable jungle of streets. Narrow little alleys, so small that when we walk through arms akimbo, we touch both sides - a perfect maze and bewilderment of streets stretch in all directions. It is almost impossible to find the same way through the town twice even though a finger is constantly held upon the map. Most of the streets are dark and when wider are overhung with stories above; all of them are damp and wining and the sun really never gets at them. Little arched bridges in uncountable numbers span the
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American Express Ci. Societa Anonima Italiana Riva Degli Schiavoni, 4200-4201 Visitors Writing Room (not official) Venice, April 21 1929 Dearest Mother, We are still loitering in Italy - at least so it seems to the outside world. To us, however, it means that we are trying to catch up with ourselves physically. Florence was cold and rainy. We have been more fortunate in our weather here for Venice has been warm and sunny. Furthermore we have had a nice warm room which makes all the difference in the world when we are trying to throw off colds. It seems such a long process to get over the flu but we seem to make some improvement. We leave Tuesday for Milan; then for Geneva the 24th. Our plans now will keep us in Geneva from two to three weeks, so that we won't have to come back. This will mean that you can go on addressing our mail to Paris a while longer - we shall be there until we go to Berlin about the twentieth of June. Venice is rather delightful and altogether unique. It is the only city of its kind in the world and I should hate to have missed it upon a globe tour. According to the map it is a big island out at sea, intersected throughout by numberous waterways. The buildings spring out from the very water and lay themselves out into squares, wedges, triangles, rectangles and every other geometrical form between streets. The buildings always present a "solid front", that is they are joined one to another in a row and only lanes or streets break the continuous flank along the waterways. The front doorsteps are lapped by the waves as the traffic passes up and down the canals. The buildings tower two, three and four stories into the air - only a change in the roofline, the color of the "front" or a change in the material used in the structure are the only indications that we are looking at a different palace or house or building - whatever the case may be - from the one beside it. There is no earth in Venice except the tiny squares of gardens in the courtyards of villas. Between the canals the city if a veritable jungle of streets. Narrow little alleys, so small that when we walk through arms akimbo, we touch both sides - a perfect maze and bewilderment of streets stretch in all directions. It is almost impossible to find the same way through the town twice even though a finger is constantly held upon the map. Most of the streets are dark and when wider are overhung with stories above; all of them are damp and wining and the sun really never gets at them. Little arched bridges in uncountable numbers span the
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