Anyway, Monday morning, we woke up in Venice and left around 9 am for St. Mark’s Square. We explored the square for a bit and had breakfast. Aryn, always the smart one, had a turkey sandwich while I enjoyed some authentic Italian tiramisu. I know tiramisu probably isn’t the ideal breakfast, but how could I resist tiramisu from Italy? It was delicious, by the way. Afterwards, we waited in a huge line to see St. Mark’s Basilica. We walked through, but I am still very much cathedral’ed out and unfortunately, didn’t get much from it. After seeing the basilica, we decided to try some gelato, because, of course, we can’t go to Italy without having gelato. It. Was. AMAZING. I don’t know how I will ever be able to eat normal ice cream again. I really could go on and on about how much I loved it, but I won’t bore you. After that, Aryn and I split up. She went and saw Doge’s Palace while I explored Venice. I did some gift shopping, walked around the city, took photos, read a bit by the waterways, and ate some more gelato. Of course, it was just as amazing as the first try. I decided then and there that buying gelato could never be a waste of money (which turned out to be very dangerous, as you can imagine). When I met up with Aryn again, we did some exploring, taking photos and such, and then had some more gelato (hopefully you’re not surprised by now). Then we walked around a bit more before we decided it might be smart to get some actual food inside us, so we had some pasta. I had delicious ravioli and she had spicy penne. Then, we headed back toward St. Mark’s Square and took a back road which led us to tons of shopping, lots of people, more gelato, and gorgeous views from the Rialto Bridge. Pretty soon, things started closing up so we headed back to the hotel, getting back around 10 pm, to rest from our busy day. I’m liking Venice – not as much as Switzerland, but this is a really pretty city and actually much better than I had expected.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Días Tres y Cuatro: Trenes y Venecia.
Day three was not that exciting. We left Lauterbrunnen on Sunday morning and took a train to Interlaken. From Interlaken, we went to Bern, from Bern to Lausanne, Lausanne to Milan, and from Milan to Venice. It was just another horrible day of trains. We arrived in Venice around 11 pm and took a water taxi to our hotel in Lido. Tired from the day of traveling, we pretty much just went to bed. But before going to bed, I decided to take a shower and discovered we didn’t have any hot water. I felt like I was involuntarily doing the polar plunge. That was wonderful.
Anyway, Monday morning, we woke up in Venice and left around 9 am for St. Mark’s Square. We explored the square for a bit and had breakfast. Aryn, always the smart one, had a turkey sandwich while I enjoyed some authentic Italian tiramisu. I know tiramisu probably isn’t the ideal breakfast, but how could I resist tiramisu from Italy? It was delicious, by the way. Afterwards, we waited in a huge line to see St. Mark’s Basilica. We walked through, but I am still very much cathedral’ed out and unfortunately, didn’t get much from it. After seeing the basilica, we decided to try some gelato, because, of course, we can’t go to Italy without having gelato. It. Was. AMAZING. I don’t know how I will ever be able to eat normal ice cream again. I really could go on and on about how much I loved it, but I won’t bore you. After that, Aryn and I split up. She went and saw Doge’s Palace while I explored Venice. I did some gift shopping, walked around the city, took photos, read a bit by the waterways, and ate some more gelato. Of course, it was just as amazing as the first try. I decided then and there that buying gelato could never be a waste of money (which turned out to be very dangerous, as you can imagine). When I met up with Aryn again, we did some exploring, taking photos and such, and then had some more gelato (hopefully you’re not surprised by now). Then we walked around a bit more before we decided it might be smart to get some actual food inside us, so we had some pasta. I had delicious ravioli and she had spicy penne. Then, we headed back toward St. Mark’s Square and took a back road which led us to tons of shopping, lots of people, more gelato, and gorgeous views from the Rialto Bridge. Pretty soon, things started closing up so we headed back to the hotel, getting back around 10 pm, to rest from our busy day. I’m liking Venice – not as much as Switzerland, but this is a really pretty city and actually much better than I had expected.
Anyway, Monday morning, we woke up in Venice and left around 9 am for St. Mark’s Square. We explored the square for a bit and had breakfast. Aryn, always the smart one, had a turkey sandwich while I enjoyed some authentic Italian tiramisu. I know tiramisu probably isn’t the ideal breakfast, but how could I resist tiramisu from Italy? It was delicious, by the way. Afterwards, we waited in a huge line to see St. Mark’s Basilica. We walked through, but I am still very much cathedral’ed out and unfortunately, didn’t get much from it. After seeing the basilica, we decided to try some gelato, because, of course, we can’t go to Italy without having gelato. It. Was. AMAZING. I don’t know how I will ever be able to eat normal ice cream again. I really could go on and on about how much I loved it, but I won’t bore you. After that, Aryn and I split up. She went and saw Doge’s Palace while I explored Venice. I did some gift shopping, walked around the city, took photos, read a bit by the waterways, and ate some more gelato. Of course, it was just as amazing as the first try. I decided then and there that buying gelato could never be a waste of money (which turned out to be very dangerous, as you can imagine). When I met up with Aryn again, we did some exploring, taking photos and such, and then had some more gelato (hopefully you’re not surprised by now). Then we walked around a bit more before we decided it might be smart to get some actual food inside us, so we had some pasta. I had delicious ravioli and she had spicy penne. Then, we headed back toward St. Mark’s Square and took a back road which led us to tons of shopping, lots of people, more gelato, and gorgeous views from the Rialto Bridge. Pretty soon, things started closing up so we headed back to the hotel, getting back around 10 pm, to rest from our busy day. I’m liking Venice – not as much as Switzerland, but this is a really pretty city and actually much better than I had expected.
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