Venice is its own world. It's a weird place to be honest. Hippies, muscle men, tourists, homeless, mental health patients... all in a weird mix walking down the same streets. Every morning you can hear the Venice police waking up the homeless around six am. "Good morning!! Time to get up and get going!!" What baffles me in this country is that most of the homeless seem to have mental health issues and with most of them those issues probably are the root of the fact why they are homeless in the first place - so the social system and the health care system doesn't take care of the weak. The ones that need help the most. Because they cannot afford insurance. How can this be in a country that is supposed to be the biggest and the wealthiest, leading countries in the world? And considering all this you would still vote for Trump? A guy who doesn't give a shit about the homeless and the sick? Come on. You can do better. You have to. I feel so bad seeing all these people walking the streets, sleeping on the streets, every single day. The city of dreams didn't really turn out that way for them. Which means the percentage of luck in making your dreams a reality is probably bigger than we'd like to admit. We want to believe hard work pays off. I'm sure amongst those homeless people there were people who worked hard and they still ended up on the streets. I know there are homeless in Finland too but I do not think I'd see young kids on the streets or people denied of mental health care because well, in my country healthcare is free... That's why we pay taxes, to get the public sector services...
Ok, enough of my gloom for today. Here are some pics I took :)
The entrance at the Waldorf
Venice beach
Spooky ghost house?
The Venice canals
The only picture of a humming bird I've been able to get :( There are so many of them but they are so fast!!
"I'm gorgeous inside"
Beautiful street art
Our digs at the Breeze Suites <3
Jump and touch the sky,
Johanna K
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