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... of the others. Then it was back on another Vaporetti after buying masks as Tim has already mentioned and we stopped at the Ponte di Rialto and found some thoroughly undeserved ice creams and then walked through all the tourist shops picking up more masks. We were heading in the general direction to return home when we saw in a shop window a woman with her feet in a tub getting a fish pedicure so Jess decided to get one too. Apparently it was ...
Upon arrival at Venice airport, only option was a private speedboat to Venice at high tide. It was a limo boat ride with a wake that rocked nearby boats. It's 1:00a now and I'm too tired to write more, but will later. Using the tablet, my 110 WPM does me know good when I'm restricted to two fingers . Hope all is well stateside and that Jack & Ponch don't miss me too much.
P.S. to Paris ...
... ride took from 9.10 in the morning. We had to change trains at Milan which was a bit of a panic as we only had 15 minutes to get to the next train which is not easy when you don't read the language. Once we were on the train we then had to stow our luggage at the same time as everyone else is. Three big, heavy suitcases. We eventually made Santa Lucia at 3.30 this afternoon so it was a 6 hour 30 min. journey. I love travelling by train as ...
... difficult to describe appropriately ~ beautiful, peaceful, quirky, crowded, loud, old, etc etc I wish Kamie was awake to give his usual commentary to this blog. In a nutshell, Venice is a lot more than one would think and it is sad to think it will not be around 100 years from now.
Anyway, we saw EVERYTHING on my list of things to see... and then some.. and our favorite part, not to be too much of a cliché, but our ...
... and Italian hospitality. The cool and quiet of her rooms, gently
intruded on by the squeak of a washing line, strung from window to window,
being loaded with the daily wash. On the hour bells from a nearby church, noisy
neighbours through the open windows, Rosemary’s soprano practicing for her next
Venice of course is truly unique, a passage back in time.
It’s loved to death, packed with tourists. They plough through like ...