Hotel Baia Del Mar
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... with the Doge to discuss issues after church on Sunday. Had to sit for a while to absorb all that was in this room. Went over the Bridge of Sighs into the prison complex and saw the armoury of weapons. This was a great palace visit. Had lunch, then walked over the Rialto Bridge to the Frari church. Had a look in the door but it did not appeal at all so did not pay to go right in. Found our way back along some rather narrow walkways and along canals to the train and bus ...
... and also masks shops, hat shops and an Auckland New Zealand shop would you believe! We have decided after much thought (or maybe we didn't have to think about it too hard) to fly to the UK tomorrow and get away from cities and people. We are going to hire a car and go out of the cities and do a bit of exploring. It's time for us to breathe a bit we feel and we can still go to France if we want to, just too many cities in too short a ...
... and private rooms covered in renaissance paintings and gold moldings. In order to get out the other side you crossed The Bridge of Sighs the covered walkway leading from the judgement chambers to the prison cells. I have never seem a colder, damper more depressing place and gladly went outcome exit doors.
Legend has it that they held Casanova here
but I am not sure how he would have as the story goes found a way to escape ...
... passage) in Florence not bombed in the war, because Hitler thought it to be too beautiful.
We ran into an American mother and son, Joy and Nicko on the Florence walking tour. W had met them previously on the Venice walking tour. They invited us to have dinner with them in the Michelangelo park overlooking the city. Wine and cheese was a perfect way to watch the the sun set over Italy's most beautiful city. I know we will be back here one day, in an orange Tuscan villa in ...
... also decided we needed a farewell grappa shot...worst decision ever. One grappa shot turned into another, then a lemon cello shot, then a beer. Two missed trains later, Evaleen finally headed to the train station. I was pretty impressed with my mom, she downed her grappa shot all at once, Dad couldn't finish his. We had some interesting convos over those shots...especially about Speedy Fleck (cat my mom ran ...