I'll admit, at this point in our trip I was actually starting to miss home (and our two kitties) and the thought of exploring another city made me tired, but as soon as we arrived in Venice, all those feelings were washed away. Venice was not nearly as crowded (away from the main sites) and I felt relaxed by the constant gentle lapping of the water in the canals against the crumbling brick foundation. We settled into our canal-view room that had two tall windows, high ceilings and the most comfortable bed I have ever slept in. We stopped for lunch at a Trattoria with outdoor garden seating. As the afternoon waned, the sky became brilliant orange and we walked to St. Mark's square to enjoy the sunset at the beautiful view. We walked across the Rialto Bridge and got lost among the winding streets. We stumbled upon the Alta Aqua Liberia where books are piled into bathtubs to avoid the flooded floors. I befriended more cats along the way. We had dinner at another outdoor restaurant and we explored the streets a little more in the dark. I loved all the textures of the buildings and the melancholic romance of a city literally crumbling into the water. The next day we took the Vaporetto (no cheesy Gondola rides for us) to the island of Murano to explore the streets and see the famous glass blowers making delicate creations. We bought a beautiful jellyfish suspended in glass and I found a tiny blue bottle to add to our tiny thing collection. We had lunch at a small place on the island and we rode the water taxi back to our hotel. After a nice nap in the extremely comfy bed, we once again took a long winding walk through the streets before dinner. We wished we had a little more time to stay in Venice, but at the same time we were ready to go home.
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