On board the gondola this evening, one of my passengers asked me:
"If you could live anywhere, where would it be?"
I thought about it for a while, and as we approached the 38th Street bridge,
I told her that I'd love to live in Venice for a time - rowing and taking it all in, and I'd jump at the chance to take over for Andres - the gondolier who rows the gondola in Central Park, NYC (I've told him that I'll gladly cover his cruises for a week if he needs some time away).
But at the end of our discussion, I realized that really,
there's nowhere else I'd rather be than where I am.
I can't take credit for it, call it divine providence or just dumb luck,
but I love where I live and I never take it for granted.
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