After waving goodbye to Rome, we were on the road again – Venice was beckoning. We took a couple of hours to stop in the city of Verona, home to Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet. The above is the balcony, where it is believed that Juliet stood and professed her love for Romeo. I’m still undecided as to whether I believe in the authenticity of it, but hey, by the looks of all these tourists, a lot of people do!
It was so congested here I am actually surprised I even got any photos of it at all.
People like to rub the statue of Juliet’s right breast for luck. I didn’t partake; call me a pessimist.
There were also heaps of love locks here.
…and this lovely graffiti. Bandaids, really?? Gross.
After walking around the city, we stopped for a coffee. This is what an iced coffee in Italy looks like. They don’t mess around, this is a martini glass full of only the good stuff.
We got caught in the rain on the way back to the bus. It was kind of nice.
After we arrived at our campsite, I opted for a quiet night in. The next day, we headed to Venice, the sinking city!
Britt, myself & Claire
Piazza San Marco was huge and made up of some of the most beautiful architecture I have ever seen.
All the pigeons!
I did not expect this!
After spending the morning roaming around, a gondola ride was most definitely in order.
Claire, Kelly, SJ & myself
Our gondolier was not the most polite chap, and unfortunately he didn’t sing (or rap) for us. We did get to hear some of the other gondoliers sing though, which was entertaining!
Back to the square where a sporadic flood ensued. I must say, I did kind of enjoy watching all of these ignorant tourists dipping their feet in the water, unbeknownst that it is essentially, sewage. Those cute selfies of you in the water aren’t looking so lovely now, are they!?
A few of us decided to stick with our tour leader, Marshall, once we had free time, so we all went out for a cute little lunch together at a fancy restaurant. This seafood pasta was pretty amazing.
Marshall & I with our pasta
We spent the rest of the afternoon getting lost in the streets of Venice, it was a carefree afternoon until we had to scurry back to our elected meeting place!
Kelly, Britt, myself & Heidi
That night we had a masked themed party at the campsite bar, so we all bought authentic venetian masks for the occasion. I actually bought 3, but who’s counting?
Britt and I
This was definitely an eventful night and despite my drunken haze, I found myself with a lot of clarity.
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