The Girl on the Train.

• So let’s see if this works. Marilyn and I are watching a Documentary about Leonardo da Vinci. And the paintings remind me of something that happened in Italy some years back. We were on our way from Florence to Venice to meet friends and show them our Italy. When I’m there I play a little game with myself that consists of finding a face in the street that matches a painting in a museum we visited. This was backwards from that. Modern Italy is a sea of cell phones, busy people and business travelers. The young lady seated across from us was one of the busy people. Her cell phone rang constantly, she had heard us speaking English, I don’t think she had any idea Marilyn understood her conversations. None of which were business related, it was her birthday and all her friends were calling to wish her happy birthday. She was an unusual beauty, very well dressed and her face was long and narrow but she had beautiful eyes.  We didn’t speak to her and she she paid us no mind. We went to the airport, met our friends, checked into our hotel and a couple of days later we were in the Pallazo del Doge looking at the magnificent collection of artwork. Marilyn was looking at one of the maybe 400 year old paintings and there was the girl from the train. Long nose, pretty eyes, high cheekbones and all. Even the hair color was the same. Used to happen all the time, especially in Florence but with all the tourists not so much now. Just another reason to travel.