I forgot to put this in so here is the tale of my trip to Venice, 20 days late.
What an amazing place. A small town but it easily rivals Rome or Paris in terms of atmosphere. Of course the unique geography of the place makes it stand-out. There are no cars and it was off season so it was tranquil when we were there (at the end of Feb). I’m not sure that I’d like to go there during the peak season – I can’t imagine how packed it would be or how pissed off the locals must get with the invasion.
It snowed while we were there, and apparently it hadn’t snowed for some time. We were in a place called Harry’s bar when it started. We took shelter there from a freezing wind – but I wasn’t expecting anything like snow. Harry’s, by the way, serves drinks in the smallest receptacles known to man, but he’s consistent at least, he also charges a small fortune for the privilege. Whenever I travel I spend plenty of time chowing down, and Venice was no exception. Great food.
We also met some girls that were in Switzerland at – get this – finishing school. Pretty far out I reckon. They were learning how to throw parties or some such….
