Thank you, Schio:Thank you for having a mountain in the middle of your busy hub, for having people from all over the world come to make life easier. Thank you for your mountains, the white capped and stone, the green and lush and staggering. Thank you for the open arms, the opened eyes and the huge perspective shift. Thank you to Yunusa for telling me about The Gambia, showing me the city and for making a huge meal for me and two other housemates. Thank you for the guest house – for the green tiled bathroom and the plug that you pulled to flush the toilet, the interesting bed and the beautiful view off my balcony that was so spectacular every time.
Schio was an unplanned stop. I thought i was booking a room in Venice, and i landed myself two hours away in this scenic mountain town – possibly the best big travel fuck-up of mine – with people from around the world wanting to share stories and experiences and places they’ve been. Though it was a language barrier, everyone wanted to try to communicate at least – it was such an inclusive space, it was lovely. Very, very glad i got to stay here instead of busy, crowded, pedestrian Venice.