cheduled to leave at 6:30 pm so we pretty much had the whole day to spend in Venice. We went back to Rialto, where I got some strawberries for breakfast at a market, but one of them ended up having a worm in it so, long story short, most of them did not get eaten. We walked around for a while, basically just exploring the city again. There isn’t really much sightseeing to do in Venice; it’s just a really nice place to explore and get lost. Of course, we had plenty of gelato again, and a giant piece of pizza. One thing I’ve noticed here that’s been kind of disappointing is that the pizza and pasta aren’t that different. The pizza we’ve had has pretty much tasted the same and the pasta we had was just as good as pasta I can get at an Italian restaurant. Actually, when it comes to actual cooked food, I really haven’t had anything amazing in Europe. The sweets, on the other hand, are always to die for. Anyway, we kept exploring for a while until we had to head back to the hotel to get our things and go to the train station to catch our train to Rome.
Our train left at 6:30, so we figured we’d be just fine if we left the main Venice area at 4. However, the water taxis are extremely slow. It took about forty minutes to get to Lido, where our hotel was at. When we got there, we got on a bus to get back to our hotel. Everything was still running smoothly… until we realized we were on the wrong bus. We got off at the first stop and walked back to the main bus stop. So then we got on a different bus, which surely had to be the right bus. Nope. Wrong again. We ended up just walking to the hotel after that, as we had no time for any more bus mistakes. When we got to the hotel, we grabbed our stuff and rushed back to the water taxi station, getting there around 5:45. We got on the water taxi, but it took an hour to get to the train station and we missed our train. Fortunately for us, though, that wasn’t the last train leaving for Rome that day. We went in and asked if we could change our reservation to the 7:30 train instead and that was perfectly fine. No charge or anything. While waiting in line, we met two guys about our age who were going to be on the same train. One was from California and the other from Texas, both studying in London. We chatted for a while and ended up all sitting together on the train and talking the whole way. Here’s the crazy part – one of them spent last summer in Latvia! What a small world. No one ever wants to go to Latvia, if they even know what it is. We talked for a while about that and he gave me some advice on things to see and do. So awesome. Well they got off the train in Florence and for the remaining hour and a half, Aryn and I played cards.
When we finally arrived in Rome, I pulled out the directions to the hostel, which turned out to be a quick five minutes away. When we got there, however, we found out that we had booked the hostel for the wrong days and they only had one open bed that night. They were very helpful and understanding though and helped us find a place to stay. We ended up staying in a really awesome hotel/hostel, getting a room for two with two beds for the price of a four-bed room (much cheaper). So that worked out well. We were finally able to settle in and relax around 1 am. What a day.
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