In the meantime, I will share pictures from Venice (Venezia).
Venice was such a beautiful and mysterious city. The moment you walk out of the train station, you are in front of a canal filled with gondolas and small motor boats. Instead of a metro system, there is a ferry system to transport people around the island or between smaller islands. Our hostel was located on a smaller island, so we took it a lot.
The streets of Venice are typically very small and very intertwined. It's ridiculously easy to get lost, but my classmate Kristina has been there 7 times and led us through the maze of bridges and canals with great ease. We mainly walked through the city, looking at different views, different churches, famous piazzas, etc. We stopped to shop (only a little) and window shopped in the expensive districts. We had dinner on the first night in a quaint little restaurant, very out of the way. The waiter called me capricious. I still don't know why. After dinner a group of men came in and played songs at our table. The first song was Italian and created a wonderful atmosphere, but the second song was Hello Dolly which was strange to hear coming from an accordion in Venice.
The second day we walked through the city a bit and toured the inside of St Mark's basicila (which is enormous, the ceiling is completely covered with golden murals of Biblical stories and saints) and then took the ferry to a small island. There are two main small islands off of Venice, Murano and Burano. Venetian glass is made in Murano, which looks mainly like a small Venice. Burano is built in the same fashion as Venice, but all of the houses are brightly colored and very well-kept and it is less touristy off of the main road. We went to Burano, which was my favorite place. The sell lace, glass jewelry, scarves and more along one main street, but you are free to wander among the canals and houses. I don't think I saw a door that was duplicated-- even the doors were all beautifully unique.
After Burano, we went back to Venice and walked through a few more piazzas before going to the train station.
Here are the photos:
*birds attacking me in the piazza of st. mark (technically, i asked for it... i pretended to have food in my hands)*
*at dinner, posing for a picture to send to potsdam, begging them to send me money (which they still haven't done)*
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