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Travel Blogs from Venice
... in a to go cup, about 8 ounces or so. Brittany's, well that's where our funny day begins, hers was in a two ounce shot glass with Chantilly on top. I shared mine with her after we got six steps outside the door and hers was gone already. We found a place a few blocks down that was serving hot croissants and split one for a breakfast on the go. We didn't realize it had orange jelly until the second bite, but still was pretty tasty. We didn't have a plan so getting lost was as ...
... Airways in to London then taking 1st class train travel to Runcorn was still much cheaper than flying direct to Manchester with EasyJet. However, if we’d have known how difficult it would be to get across London with suitcases we would have waived the expense for the sake of convenience!! We took the Docklands Light Railway from London City airport to Canary Wharf then changed to the Jubilee Line. This was a short walk away down 3 flights of ...
... spectacular building designed by an unknown architect (1063 to 1094), reflecting the escalating power of the Republic. The basilica continued to be remodeled over the following centuries, and in 1807 it became the Cathedral of Venice; it had until then served as the doge’s private chapel for State ceremonies. The front entrance had hastily a constructed bridge made of planks to span the permanent flood as this part of the plaza was always below the water level of the canal. ...
... to visit
the wife’s parents and family.
I was glad to get off in Bangkok but thought I just had 1
hour to make my connecting flight and needed to find the transfer desk to pick
up boarding passes for the remainder of the flight. As I came off the plane I
saw signs for East and West and assumed since I was travelling West I needed to
head the 950m to the West transfer desk. On arriving there they ushered me
through & up ...
... t look too appealing. A man walks around with at least 15 hats on his head and 20 sarongs on each outstretched arm trying to sell them.
Today is also the first day we encounter some sleazy Italian men. The best strategy is to keep my mouth closed and pretend not to understand English.
It rains again as we head back to the hostel. So much for a late afternoon dip. Off to Roma tomorrow.
Ciao ciao ...