♪”I’m on a gondola and, we’re going slow and, my guy is hot and…”♪ ~ Amanda D.
Monday, May 2nd 2011: Venice
There were pigeons everywhere and, as postcard-perfect as it was to see them all in St. Mark’s Square, you couldn’t have paid me enough to touch one of them =| Lizzie and I walked through the side streets and had a leisurely lunch outside a restaurant in a small courtyard. After my spaghetti carbonara and Lizzie’s close encounter with a pigeon, it was shopping time. The streets here were beautiful. They had the same old and classic feel as other towns, but these were strewn with stalls and window fronts of gorgeous carnevale masks. We covered just about all the souvenir shops along the Ponte di Rialto, and I was very happy with my purchases of masks and bracelets. We ran into Josh and made our daily gelato stop before meeting with the group back at St Mark’s.
It was time for the gondola ride! We were already in our group of six – Lizzie, Shannon, Mic, Amanda, Josh and I – and Amanda was singing her gondola song for the occassion. This had to be my favourite part of the day. We had a witty gondolier, long and slender in his black pants and striped shirt, who was rocking a huge pair of white sunglasses… very stylish indeed. He slowly guided us through canals and under bridges, while we were taking lots of pics and videos.
Once the gondola rides came back in, we all split up again for dinner. Lizzie and I found a little restaurant tucked away in a corner, and ate at a table next to quite the little picturesque window. We met up with the group again a couple hours later and had a long talk and good laugh with some of the others as we waited for Marlen and the ferry back.
It was dark by the time we got back to Quarto D’Altino on the train, and we walked wearily back to the hotel. My legs had started to hurt by then, and I was relieved to get into bed, having completed our last day before heading back to Rome.