Residenza Laguna
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Trains & Water Taxis & Buses
... in a swift motion, she grabbed one of our heavy bags and heaved it into the train. She refused to let any of us lift or carry the bags and she seem to know what she was going. Directed us to our seats and placed our bags behind the chairs. She then pulled out a typed piece of paper stating she was trying to bring up a family. We were happy to give her a couple of euros but then came another with the same piece of paper ...
A Venetian Story
... lifting them over canal bridges, rolling them along the alleyways, we eventually reached our destination, http://www.tripadvisor.co.uk/Hotel_Revi ew-g187870-d233892-Reviews-Hotel_La_Fen ice_et_des_Artistes-Venice_Veneto.html Look at the photos on this site, it looks quaint, it’s actually irritating on some levels. For example, our bathroom could have left out the bidet and been twice as big, and it wasn't a big bidet. You had to sit sideways on the toilet ...
Venice - back to one of our favourite places!
... get up when none of the shops open until 10 or 11am anyway?) we headed straight to the gallery of Gianfranco Missiaja, whose work we had covetted since our first visit to Venice in 2007, and then proceeded to spend quite a lot of money. We're looking forward to putting our artwork on display when we finally make it home though as a lovely reminder of our time in Venice and the Carnival.
Three times to Venice, three times to Murano in pursuit of murano ...
Venice - Day 2
... question that we are pushing the walking limits of our five year old, but I was hoping to tire her out enough that she would go to sleep a bit earlier than midnight. Changing time zones has been infinitely easier this time than our trip to Beijing last fall. Kaela goes to bed late and gets up late, but generally survives the whole day with just a bit of grumpiness in the morning.
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The Classic Water City
... She didn't speak a lick of English so our broken conversations involved me using Spanish, her answering in Italian, and an interesting mixture of hand gestures and head shaking to come to the agreement that I could rent a space in her attic to spend the night. She earned her nickname from her ability to sit perfectly still in front of a blank TV screen for hours with her death-shroud-like shawl until the phone rang, at which point she would promptly rise from the dead to run and ...