Venice, our final stop. We spent two nights in Venice. It was so different from the other two cities. Holly and Michael were staying in a different hotel so it was a little scary finding our way to our hotel. When we left the train station, we boarded a water bus that took us down the Grand Canal. We got off at our stop and tried to use a map to find our way through the alleys and over the small canals. Luckily, we spotted a little sign that was directing us to our hotel, Ca San Polo. There is no way that we would have found the hotel without seeing the signs. There were about three signs that directed us through tiny alleys. We finally reached our hotel which was only marked by a small sign. We had to ring a doorbell to get in. Once we got in, we were escorted up a narrow staircase to the second floor where there was basically a small hallway with a counter for the front desk. Luckily, the concierge was a very thin man because otherwise I don't know how he would have fit. He then let us up to our room which was up on the third floor. I was starting to feel claustrophobic, but luckily our room was right next to the breakfast room which was the only decent sized room in the entire place. The hotel was nice, but very small. This seemed pretty common in Venice. Our room was nice, but also very small.
We spent most of our time wandering the alleys of Venice. We take a break from walking and rode in a gondola with Holly and Michael. We had a great gondolier named Roberto. Every time we took a picture with him in it, he would give us this classic gondolier pose and smile. We were pretty well done with museums, but we did go to one cathedral, Saint Mark's Basilica. It was different than the other cathedrals because the art was done using mosaic tiling. Other than that, we did some last minute souvenir shopping and had some great risotto! It was so strange being in a city that had no cars and the only way to get around was going through tiny alleys (wide enough for about two people) and taking boats through the canals.
Of course, we did have one embarrassing moment, or as our group would say, a banana moment. For our last night, we went to a little pasta restaurant. We had gotten there pretty late so we were pretty hungry. I was incredibly exhausted after such a long week. Typically, the waiters bring out bread right away, but people wait until the other food comes out. This time, the waiter put oil, pepper, and a silver tray on the table. We decided that must be for the oil so we put oil on the plate. Holly, Michael, and Eric started in on the bread. I was too tired to even eat. The waiter then came over and said, "No, no, no." He picked up the silver tray. Michael asked if it was an ashtray and the waiter nodded and walked away. At that point, we were too tired to even worry about being embarrassed.
We spent most of our time wandering the alleys of Venice. We take a break from walking and rode in a gondola with Holly and Michael. We had a great gondolier named Roberto. Every time we took a picture with him in it, he would give us this classic gondolier pose and smile. We were pretty well done with museums, but we did go to one cathedral, Saint Mark's Basilica. It was different than the other cathedrals because the art was done using mosaic tiling. Other than that, we did some last minute souvenir shopping and had some great risotto! It was so strange being in a city that had no cars and the only way to get around was going through tiny alleys (wide enough for about two people) and taking boats through the canals.
Of course, we did have one embarrassing moment, or as our group would say, a banana moment. For our last night, we went to a little pasta restaurant. We had gotten there pretty late so we were pretty hungry. I was incredibly exhausted after such a long week. Typically, the waiters bring out bread right away, but people wait until the other food comes out. This time, the waiter put oil, pepper, and a silver tray on the table. We decided that must be for the oil so we put oil on the plate. Holly, Michael, and Eric started in on the bread. I was too tired to even eat. The waiter then came over and said, "No, no, no." He picked up the silver tray. Michael asked if it was an ashtray and the waiter nodded and walked away. At that point, we were too tired to even worry about being embarrassed.
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