I woke up with a cold. This was the fourth straight time I've gotten sick on a long international vacation. Clearly I need to be taking more vitamins or something. It wasn't too bad, though; the uncontrollable cough didn't kick in until halfway through the plane ride home, which I'm sure everyone seated around me appreciated.
Anyway, we slept in a little and then went over to the nearest square for lunch. One thing about Italy is that everyone smokes, all over the place. It was rare to get a patio seat that wasn't next to people smoking while they ate - but fortunately, this was one of those times.
Then we spent this entire day wandering aimlessly. In Venice, the city is the main sight: there aren't really any must-see tourist attractions.
The bridges over the Grand Canal were very crowded, but it's easy to see why - gorgeous views.
In most of the city, though, the back streets are quiet.
We went inside the Basilica dei Frari, a large Gothic church built in 1338.
It has one of the only remaining original wooden choirs in Italy. Most were destroyed during the Protestant Reformation.
The artist Titian is also buried there.
It's big.
This is the square where we met Alessandro the night before. He told us that in medieval times, 1:00 was when the sun came up - that's why the position of the numbers doesn't match what we're used to. I have no idea if this is accurate or whether he made it up.
The following week, we saw pictures online of this square completely flooded.
Gondola rides are about 100 Euros for thirty minutes. So, no.
For dinner we had (surprise!) italian food at a sidewalk cafe, but the desserts at this place really stood out. Profiteroles coated in chocolate:
And strawberry panna cotta.
Then we walked over to look at St. Mark's Square at night. It was still pretty crowded!
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