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Instance No. 4
I really needed to do some wash this afternoon, since I knew I would be gone until late tomorrow. The clerk at the desk told me where to go, but there was no laundry there, just a "drop off your laundry" place (rather than the kind with washers and dryers). I asked the woman there where it might have moved to, went there, and ... nada. Another woman told me to go back here and here... and when I got there I ...
... and vineyards. 2.25pm going through Bologna - home of Marconi, size of Florence Rice fields and irrigation canals of the Po Valley. Continued through the marshes of the Venetian lagoon and across the causeway to the unique city of Venice. Arrived by water at taxi - the bags went on another boat Hotel is on the water but it has a walking path- a bit different to what I'd imagined! The side canals have buildings whose walls go straight into the ...
... real life" versus wall-to-wall tourists. We walked through the fruit market and the clothing market before finding the beautiful hall of law. We had to pay extra Euros because there was an architecture exhibition in the hall. Mark Stievater would have loved the exhibit.....Trish would have lost him for hours. The hall itself has a barreled wooden ceiling and beautiful frescos covering the walls. At one end is the "debtors" circle which ...
... and there would be so many words or grammar or the like taken from Latin, that it wouldn't be such a stretch to learn for them. Marco talked to me about the history of Italy a little and also about when the language changed over to Italian, but I know longer remember the details :| This is one smart kid btw! I asked if he plays football and he says no, he prefers swimming. I ask him what he enjoys doing in his spare time and he tells me "I have a great relationship with ...
... Birthday, but I saw lots of shaking of heads and confused looks. I figured it hadn't worked out, and he came back to the table. I don't know why I ever doubt him. It's Mikey. A few minutes later, a couple of waiters came to the table with a tiramisu with a candle in it and sang, "Buon Compleanno."
In the morning, we slept in and woke up to the sounds of gondolas cruising by on the canal beneath our window. Mike went down to the ...