|604> Flipping Galileo's finger, reading Wittgenstein + sleeping a stone's throw from David|
4 Nov 2018—Rome > Florence
5 Nov 2018—Florence
Living in Rome this past yr has jaded us on tourism to the extent dat we don't really want to go nowhere (we're only in Firenze cuz our bedder-½ has a meating). There's an aritcle in this month's Economist about how insanely touristy the world is becoming, fueled by a confluenze of forzes—budget airlines, air b'n'b, selfie-culture + this idea of bucket lists, the rise of Chinese middle-class, etc. Despite the ability of Inurnet to virtually put the n-tire moondough at your fingertips, toto mundo needs to see toto mundo for themselves + they can afford to. + beyond just seeing these places, people want to tick them off, say they've bin there, or worse, get wasted in these places. Cities like Amsterdam + Budapest have become unliveable for locals cuz of brah gringos + Brit stag + hen parties, filling the streets full of vomit, piss + staggering idiots. Anyway, we've bitched about this all before blah blah, nada's gunna change, it's just the new pairodime we live in. All we wanna do is seek out plazes w/ no ppl in them. Ain't nada left on our bucket list.
Yeri we postid our journel entrees + photos from Bolivia, 1991. Call us hippocrits cuz we had/have the same compulsion that drives all these tourists now, to not only see every place in el moondough for themselves, but to document their experiences on Inurnet. This is just 1 in a billion such photo blogs/journels whatever u wanna call it, the only diffrence i guess is dat it's not tethered to instagram ± facebook ± whatever socialized online platform. We's completely detached + free-floating, black-listed by google even, all we do here is for our sake. So why even blog here, postid on Inurnet? Or why take photos? Specially in light of Wittgenstein, who'd probly think this was a hodge-podge of rambling non-cense. + also who ever goes back to look at their old photos? But we like to revist them to jog our memory + posting select 1s here in a searchable organized way enables us to easily reaccess these memories so they are not lost to the ether. + as always these things might 1 day find their way into our art, which is the main purpose of 5cense.
So we was looking at googlemaps + evidently we are sleeping about 60 meters from David. So even tho we din't "see" David (not this trip or even the 1 before), we 're sleeping within a stone's throw from him, slingshot or not. Funny how everyone thinks they need to see David cuz it's "famous," stand in line + pay who knows how much to crowd around + be bumped by annoying ppl taking selfies w/ him, when u can just go online + see him in the privacy + peace + quiet of your own home (granted it's 2d, not 3d). We aint' big fans of David anyway, they make him out to be the underdog when in fact Goliath is the god-less underdog + David was the goody-2-shoes Israelite... 99% of el moondough is behind David now abiding + fearing god, it's high time Goliath got ressurected.
Today we walked in the rain to the nearby town of Fiesole. Not much to see, mostly we went for exorcise. They got some Roman amphitheatre, but it was closed even tho google said it was open. Same w/ Boboli gardens yesterday, also closed even tho their displayed horario said otherwise. We also wanted to go to the Museum of Pathological Anatomy but u had to arrange for a private visit. So ended up not doing much as usual except walking around + seeking out cemetaries + decaying things. That + eating good food + drinking good wine, at Osteria Pastella, Trattoria Accadia, Taverna del Bronzino + some wine bar across from Piazza Pitti.
7 Nov 2018—Firenze >Roma
|603 <( )> 605 > Flike dog, Inkan fermions + notso dolce vita, in st. x st. bloody d-tale|