Today we took the train to Venezia. It turned out fine, even though I rode backwards and was a bit sick. Rachel, Grandma and I were stuck sitting in the same pod as a big mouth Italian guy. He really thought he was a player. He kept sitting on the edge of the seat next to Mom and trying to look like a stud. He befriended the Italian-speaking couple from China next to him and then the poor Chinese guy had to translate to me everything Studly wanted to say. And he did not shut up for at least 2 hours. Even when we ignored him and looked out the window. I should have puked on him – that would have shut him up. (Have I ever mentioned that I HATE people who never shut-up and talk incessantly about themselves...)
After we got to Venezia we took the vaporetto to Hotel Antico Doge. It’s nice but not Casci. We ate a quick lunch / dinner of pizza and salad, and walked over to show mom the Rialto and San Marco. After looking at way too many junky shops and then getting Frulala juice drinks, we went back to the hotel to sleep.
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