Last Night in Venice

And it feels like it's been a week. So far our time has been wonderful.

It's a tough trip, I won't lie about that. We travel well together, this little band of family. But the walking and walking and stairs and walking have my legs screaming.  My calf muscles are like rocks. But I can tell the stairs to our second story flat is getting just a tiny bit easier. 

Tonight we packed up our things as much as possible and then went to dinner. We found a small place that had great atmosphere. 

This morning it was very rainy as we toward the Rialto. As we came upon a Campo I saw the church doors open at Chiesa di S. Salvador. When I entered the outer doors I could hear the sound of the choir. Of course no cameras or video recorders are allowed. I creeped in the inner doors and it was as if I could hear angels singing. 

Then I did something I wasn't supposed to do. I snuck my IPhone quietly out of my pocket, kept it low  to my waist and hit the video button.  The sounds I got might just be worth the wrath if the angels. 

I would post the video if blogger was friends with IPad. Hopefully I can upload it to Mark's netbook later. 

Anyway the rain continued for most of the morning. Knowing we were leaving Venice tomorrow, Brian, Mark and Care Bear decided to go to the train station and get our tickets while Helen and I went back to a small Bar (Coffee shop) we found yesterday. 

While we were finishing our cappachino and pastries Brian called to say the boat would not be running until the afternoon and they were coming our way, perhaps a three minute walk. 

Fifteen minutes later he called to say they were lost. I went out and gave them a couple of cross streets. They thought they were close. Thirty minutes later they were hopelessly lost, which is easy to do in Venice. 

They finally arrived and we all had a good laugh at their expense. Lots of walking later we found a place for lunch and then went up to our room. Helen crashed out for the afternoon and the rest of us went in hopes of going to St. Mark's Cathedral. Unfortunately they were not allowing anyone in and so we decided to go to the top of the Campanile. 

THAT was well worth it. 

Returning back to our apartment, Brian and Care Bear went to get tickets, Helen and Mark went shopping for a bit and I stayed in for an hour or so. 

Then off to dinner and another charming place and now we are finishing up the evening. Done packing, looking at pics and slowing down for the night at 11pm

Next is our favorite agriturismo which means we will not have access to any wi-fi. Which is bad, but it's really not. 

We might perhaps have access again on Friday when we arrive at Manarola in Cinque Terre. By then our legs will either be in great shape or be made of jello. Probably both. 

Buena Notte.