TripAdvisor Reviews Marina Venice
Travel Blogs from Venice
... Before we knew it, we had polished it off and we were walking again through the city back towards the Pizzale Roma, where the bus would take us back to the hostel. The next morning, we walked around a little bit, and then got our tickets for a train to Austria!
Be sure to check out the pictures and keep an eye out for our next leg of adventures! (Hopefully that will be up soon, I'm back at school so I am keeping up with assignments as well!)
... after corner . . Finally found our convent - located right on one of the smaller canals, not far from the Rialto Bridge . . Finally!
We freshened up a bit and headed out to explore and get ourselves some much needed food and drink. It was well after three o'clock by now and we couldn't figure out whether to have lunch or an early dinner . .. We went with an early dinner - and - an early bedtime! Found ourselves ...
... memory is like a fish! It was fun getting lost around the cute streets of Venice: all the cute bridges and cafés along the water. Carolyne then insisted we needed a "spritzer". Bartenders in Italy are awesome, they pour your drinks then the make the same one for themselves! It was then time for Carolyne to get ready for her friend's wedding so we had a nap at her place then headed off for more adventuring and for dinner! ...
... hit large crowds again as we expected. The water buses were directly opposite to the railway station, so we didn't have far to travel. It did take a little while to work out which water bus would take us to the hotel we were staying in. The most economical way for us was to buy a 36 hour ticket that way we could travel multiple times on the canals while we were in Venice. Actually lugging our bags on to the water bus was a challenge! We were told that our bags had to ...
was lovely and I spent the time trying to work out where the Eiger, Monch, Jung
Frau and Schilthorn peaks were. We had to descend through cloud into Milan. I
was extremely relieved to see my bag as first on the carousel (though the side
handle was broken, probably due to me maxing out the weight!) Exiting customs
in Europe seems so simple compared to exiting the customs checks in NZ.
I got straight on a bus to the train station. ...