Tuesday, February 15, 2011
if you were a city
If you were a city, where would you be? Would you be nestled deep amongst the snow-tipped mountains, safe and secluded. Green and luscious with lakes and trees and rows of old buildings, standing firm year after year. Leafy and sun-kissed with sand in all the crevices of the streets. Old and majestic with strong, weather laden stones. Artsy and intriguing with many twists and turns and sculpted to perfection. Open and vast with long gently rolling hills and a view of hundreds of miles. Built up high on the cliff of a sea with the bluest clear water there ever was. Familiar and comfy with everyday quiet places and friendly shops. Daring and dangerous but beautiful to behold. Cozy and squished up tight with tiny little streets lined with cobblestones hundreds of years old. And on it goes...
I think I'd like to be the up high, with a rugged path to the crystal sea. Tall and old but not too tightly packed. Weathered into rounded corners and gently aged facades. Sculpted and shaped to a beautiful end. Friendly and welcoming, lined with restaurants that have patio seating and fresh flowers on the table. Laid out simply, but with too many intricate details to notice in one afternoon. I'd like to have blues and creamy yellows, buttery soft. Streets covered in cobblestones six inches thick and unevenly worn. Well kept and loved by many a foot.
I don't know exactly where I could be located yet. I think I've been close, in Italy and...so many others. I'll just have to enjoy spending the rest of my life traveling around to see what I can see :)