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So we arrived in Venice after we decided to have a few hours stop for a wander around Florence. We checked our suitcases into the luggage deposit at Florence train station. Like everything in Europe, it costs a ridiculous amount, (you even have to pay to use pretty much any toilet). Six euro per bag for the first five hours. So for us, around the …
... and art galleries at the moment as we have been in so many this trip. I know that will change when we get to Naples and we go to the large archaeological museum there.
There was lots more to see outside the old town and on another visit we will venture further afield. We headed back to the ship in the afternoon and hung out.
The next stop is Kotor in Montenegro. It is much smaller ...
... hours tic by. We passed more gondolas but it was too choppy for Briony’s liking so we moved on again much to my frustration.
We walked past what the Venetians call a park (which was some scrappy looking grass and a few small trees that provide no shade) and start walking in the complete opposite direction of any gondolas. After 10 minutes of walking I can no longer contain my frustration and we turn around and head back to the grand canal. We finally stop at ...
... then had 25 minutes to get to the next train where we had first class seats as it was all that was available. The queue to get down the platform stairs was so long we only managed to get to the next platform with 5 minutes to spare! But that isn't even the start of our journey today. It took us three trips to get from our hotel to the station with our bikes and our bags. We had done a significant amount of shopping on Nice yesterday to morph ourselves from cycle ...
... developed the skill of a gondolier and as we were on the water taxi tour, we passed by her and I could not resist but shouted loudly ---......Aussie Aussie Aussie. She smiled!
Dinner and ferry back to St Marc's square for a late wander to find a number of great string quartets playing music to the delight of the crowds. As we listened to a great classical piece I asked Tiffany what tune it was. It's The Titanic dad. It was a long but enjoyable day.