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... row boats, more speed boats, all sizes, sailing boats, little boats, big boats, boats with cranes, ferries, water taxis, flash speed boats, big catamarans, garbage boats, and more. Its not a harbour, its not a sea, its a lagoon between the mainland and the islands and Venice. To us it looked like mayhem, no structure, but actually there was, there has to be. There is a wide avenue of pillars in the lagoon, wide enough for two boats to pass ...
... to Russia; and I look forward to share. Hopefully the Google "red pin" will allow you to follow my whereabouts.
I hope you liked my 2012 Voyage across the Pacific -- and learned about the many island groups at 10 degrees Latitude. In the Arctic, if I have internet in 80 - 84 degrees Latitude, I will post!
Le Boreal & Le Soleal - French ships set sail to Arctic
For the first time ever, two of ...
... in the background.
We continued our leisurely stroll, enjoying the relative warmth of this beautiful spring day, while listening to a history of the districts through which we walked. We heard about Marco Polo and the Venetian who changed the world of printing. We stopped to rest and have a cup of coffee, resting our feet that by now have walked so many miles these past two weeks.
To return to the Ca'Sagredo, we boarded a ...
... meet another Australian who’s staying in our room. His name is Tim. Remy, Tim, and I decide to go to a bar down the street. I have a great time talking with them over a glass of wine.
Tim leaves to meet some friends, and Remy and I head back to the hostel. When we walk in, I feel my heart jump in my chest when I see my friend, Sunshine from Paris. When our eyes meet, we run across the common room toward each other ...
... sounds of water gently lapping at the sides of the canals and the weak winter sunlight struggling to find it's way to the ground through the tall ancient buildings towering on either side of streets wide enough for people to walk three abreast at most.
Eventually, we came out to the tourist reality again, which is OK too. We crossed the next bridge down from the Bridge of Sighs, a very famous, beautiful and yet very sad bridge. ...