So the next morning we were up early adn ready to get into Venice...problem was we didn't know we had to buy tickets for the shuttle ahead of time...so the 10am shuttle was full. We ended up getting into the city around noon. And then we began what is pretty much the only thing to do in Venice. Wander, shop, get lost and ride the water bus.
I really wish I could report more than that. But that was pretty much it.
Ok, ok, ok...we DID also see St. Marco'square, which was pretty huge and impressive. The thing that made the biggest impression however was not the grand churches and elaborate bell tower but...the pigeons. The square is absolutely covered in pigeons, or as I like to call them 'Flying Rats.' And the grossest part of it was people were actually feeding the pigeons and trying to get the birds to land on them...ewwwwwww! That was just too much for me...so we headed out and got down to some serious wandering, shopping and getting lost. :)
Around dinner time AE and Meg were buying some art work from a street vendor so we asked him for a suggestion of a good (reasonably priced, non-touristy) place to eat. He gave us directions to a "big place, not a small place, a big one" where there were "onyl Venetians, ask any Ventiain, they'll knwo it, only Venitian eat here" and remember its a "big place." So we headed off with our map, his directions adn half a hope of finding the place...but by the miracle of God we walked right to it. And it was a big place and there were lots of Venetians there adn the food was really good and reasonably priced...so we were happy campers.
Then we headed back to the campsight, bought a bottle of wine on the way and spent some time hanging outside with some other folks staying there before heading into bed.
Day two in Venice. Don't get to excited this day consists of a lot of wandering, shopping adn getting lost. Only this time we did most of it on Murano. Murano is one of the islands just outside of the city and it is the one known for all of its glasswork. The amount of glass on this one little island is amazing. I mean, glass everthing...wine bottle stoppers, beads, jewelry, plates, cups, wine glasses, lamps, chess sets, chirstmas ornaments, keychains, etc...and it is all so beautiful. You could easily spend several thousand dollars on stuff here. We, however, treid to contain ourselves a bit more than that. We also got caught in a bit of a downpour in the morning...but after that it cleared up and was really a beautiful sunny day.
Seriously, the whole day was wandering and shopping on Murano. Then back to the main city, dinner at the same place as the night before adn back to the campsight and to bed.
Day 3 in Venice. I think you've got the hang of it by now. Today we wandered and shoppe first at the Rialto market. The famouse outdoor fish adn vegetable market in Venice and then took the waterbus over to Burano, the island just outside of the city known for it's lace. As we headed over to Burano we got caught in another huge downpour...there was even hail! It cleared a bit, but there were several more bursts throughout the day where we'd run into the closest store and buy french fries or a coffee or somethign to wait it out. The we headed back to Vencie proper and (you guessed it) wandered and shopped until it was time for us to go to the train station to catch the overnight train to Munich.
The overnight train was...a trip. (Pun intended). First of all you get these amazingly narrow and short little bunks to sleep in and then you get the strangest Sweedish man you have ever encontered in your entire life...and his wife or mother that share you're compartment. I was SO thanful that I was on the third bunk up becasue I could sort of tune him out. Poor Megan was on the second bunk, right at his head height when standing so she got the brunt of his really fascinating questions. "Whats a Google?" "Who's the Prime Minsiter of Britain?" "How much does and LP cost in America?" I am not kidding.
But we still managed to make it to Munich. We stepped off the train and were immediately struck by how COLD it was. I mean realyl cold. So we stopped at the first coffee/pastry place we found and put on just about ever layer we had with us. And then proceeded to find the tram to our hostel...The Tent.
More about that (and the rest of our German escapade) next time.
Blessings
KNL
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