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Tuesday, March 28 

When in Venice, do as the Venitians do.

I was warned of the smell of the city. Garbage was suppose to be plaguing the murky waters, the sinking city was to be expensive and incredible. What I learned though was that everyone has their own perception of how things are. Some people loved it, others hated but all that mattered was my own opinion.

Everything about Venice was the way I thought it was. The ocean water spilled over the sidewalks, the residents knew their hangout spots and stayed close, and stray cats roamed free. We had a one way ticket around the city in a boat but got off at various spots to check the city out. Pictures were taken, overpriced chocolate bars were purchased and a pre-packed lunch was ate. This is exactly what Venice was suppose to be.

Because Venice is known for it's canals and singing boatsmen, a trip in a gondola could not and was not to be passed up. Batering the price only got us a small deal, but a deal nonetheless. Although he didn't sing he told us the reality that is the sinking city. Traveling down each canal it was obvious that the buildings were rotting because of the wood used when building these houses. If only they knew then what we know now.

Although one would think there would be lots to explore and see when in this ancient city, one would also find themselves wandering through the streets lost for things to do. Sure, we could purchase some Murano glass or see a street performer who really just wanted my money - but the reality was this: if you don't want to spend oodles of Euros, taking pictures and window shopping was what was in order for your trip. Some may think that's boring - but some may walk away with the most interesting trinkets and stories of what their perception of Venice was.

A place I will probably never visit again, but a place that will forever remain locked in my mind as a provocative yet innocent city. The train back to Padova was long but short enough that you couldn't get comfortable enough to have a snooze. Dinner was on the menu next and a pizza place down the street and around the corner to the right was the choice.

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