I'm kinda excited but probably not for the reasons you think. After this current train, I board another that will promptly do the most European thing trains can do and travel through 3 countries in just over 2 hours. Say what?! The closest to that you can experience in Canada would be if you went to the border of say Saskatchewan and Alberta, crossed, and then swiftly dived into 'Murica. But customs and such... I don't know if you could make it. And also, who does that? It would likely end up being a special trip with a special route just to say "I did that!" And even so you are a country short.
But before I get to far ahead of myself, I'll tell you about Venice. Venice was all about the budget and the atmosphere. I stayed at a campsite just outside of island Venice. It was a super cute camping area with multiple styles of budget accommodation. Within the city, I walked everywhere and attempted to eat as little of the overpriced food as possible.
I arrived at the campsite safely and easily and approached my tent with anticipation. As I zipped open the front "door" JD's operatic Mistaaaaaaaaake (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slVpcp_UIjQ) rang in my ears and I remembered I don't like camping. The tent was tiny with barely enough room to stand between the cots. I didn't have a roommate for the first two nights though so the empty bed became my much needed dresser space. I slept, or rather attempted to sleep, under a blanket I was most definitely allergic to. I say attempted because it was freaking cold! And also it's hard to sleep when your eyes and nose are super itchy and you can't stop sneezing. I had been warned about night temps but figured I'm Canadian eh? I can handle it. I received no warning about the presumably horse hair blanket. All that aside I really enjoyed my time there. I suppose I like camping within certain perimeters. It helped that the staff were some of the friendliest I've met so far and the site was really pretty.
I will note that campsites attract a whole other type of traveler. The first two campers I met there warned me about the "strange people at this place". I giggled inside because they were definitely stranger than anyone I have ever met in a hostel. No one there was particularly off putting but the hippies did aboundth plentifully.
My time in Venice proper was improperly spent. What I mean is that I didn't do much that a good tourist does. I didn't gondola. (Sorry Maria). I didn't climb that super tall tower. I didn't go to any museums or islands. I'm finding that I am really site seeing-ed out. I went into two churches, the famous Saint Marco's Church and some other random church. Mistaaaaake. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFmuO6xJ36g) Sorry churches/museums/art galleries/ruins you are beautiful but I just don't like you right now.
What I did do was picture hunt. I walked for a least 6 hours the first day. I got brilliantly lost and took beautiful pictures along the way. You can't take a bad pic in Venice. The second day I only walked 4 hours and I mostly graffiti picture hunted. The pictures I didn't get were of Mr. Hare and me. Completely forgot. Mistaaaaaake.
Oh and I ate way to much food. My last restaurant meal in Italy consisted of my favourite Italian foods. I had locally made red wine, margarita pizza, and gnocchi. Too tasty. Definitely not a mistake. I also justified it by reminding myself I was walking a ton and I went for a personal best run the night before. That's also how I justified my 2nd last restaurant meal later that night. Margarita pizza for the win.
Speaking of wins here's a brief list of wins I experienced in Italy.
- Foccacia
- Napoli styled pizza
- The Vatican Museum and Sistine Chapel
- Pompeii
- Traveling with Rosemary
- The Colosseum
- Beach time compete with kayaks
- Gnocchi
- Cinque Terre
- Florence
That's a pretty darn good list. Thanks Italy. It's been a slice!
Ciao Bella
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