These Guys Really Love Glass

Trip Start Oct 22, 2005
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Sunday, September 3, 2006

Our dorm, we discovered early the next morning, had very strange rules. The check out time was 9.30AM and from this time until 3PM they locked you out. A bit odd but we were more concerned by the fact that at night they lock you in! We wanted to see Venice in the early morning light but at 7AM the gates were locked and there was no other way to exit the property. A bit of a concern if a fire broke out!

When we finally escaped we found Venice as beautiful as we pictured it to be when we had arrived the night before. As it was still early morning both the streets and canals were deserted, bar a few locals, who walk with direction through the maze like streets, while we stumbled along attempting, but failing, to follow our map. We made our way to the Piazza San Marco where the pigeons had the square almost to themselves. As we sat and watched the day come to life we took in the Campanile, a bell tower over looking the square. As the influx of tourists began we also saw the Palazzo Ducate, a former royal residence, and Basilica di San Marco, an ornate looking church.

Megan being a passionate appreciator of jewelry had always desired Venetian glass and she was in heaven when we took a ferry to the island of Murano. Many years ago they used to manufacture glass throughout Venice but after one too many fires from the kilns the glass blowers were all banished to a closeby island, Murano. Here we shopped for a while, Megan choosing a few pieces of jewelry and Rick tagging along mind numbingly bored. With Megan satisfied we took the ferry back and found a new place to stay for that night, a one star hotel which was actually on the nicer scale of budget hotel rooms. Here we learnt why Venice was so busy this weekend, there was a local regatta taking place that afternoon on the Grand Canal, Venice's answer to a main street. So the afternoon was spent wandering around catching glimpses of the annual Regatta Storica proceedings, but mostly just getting lost among the dead end streets and canal paths. What an awesome way to spend an afternoon. When we eventually wanted to head back to the hotel we just followed a local till we hit an area we could recognise. You can tell who the locals are because they walk quickly through the streets looking like they know where they are going.

PS. Happy Father's Day Dads!
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