All of the girls in San Marco square.
The mural over one of the doors of St. Marks Cathedral.
The side view of Saint Marks Cathedral
As we were leaving San Marco square by water taxi, we saw this group of 4 gondolas being sung to by a man with an awesome baritone voice.
Venice is just like it looks in movies. It was so cool to see it first hand. It was also interesting to see how the water level is so high that most residents can't use the bottom level of their homes.
Apparently, the island (that isn't even visible) is constantly sinking.
The canal alleys are beautiful.
All 6 of us - Joni, Valerie, Me, Traci, Pam and Julie.
I love this picture of Julie!
Zodiac clock in San Marco square.
Here's a picture of a gondola and boatman. The price for a gondola ride is controlled at 80 euros per boat.
This is was our first view of Venice from the bus station. We decided to take the bus because when we were in Milan we took a train, and the cashier told us the wrong gate. We ended up going the wrong way and had to pay to get on another train. We still had drama even with the bus. We got to the bus stop at 7:15pm to get on the last bus that leaves at 7:30 and noticed that the bus was full and there was a line a bus long. Another bus came just after 7:30 and the tension was pretty high when we got to the front of the line to get on the bus and it was already looking pretty full. A man from Liverpool came up behind me and was totally invading my space, so I said, "You need to back up." I just said what I was thinking and didn't realize those were fighting words. He was hoping to get to the other side of the bus to put his bag underneath and didn't realize that the bus was already full. Right then the bus driver said there was room for 6 more. There were 4 people in front of us, so our party of 6 had to wait for the next bus. When we got on the bus the man from Liverpool said something about me being a "violent woman." What?! It was funny at the time because we were just so glad to get on the bus that got there at 8pm, and we were tired and a little crazy. We were passing some candy around, and my friends offered some to the man from Liverpool. His wife said, "Don't take any; it might be poisoned." Valerie then said, "Don't worry. It's not from her (meaning me)." Again, everything was funny, even though I was totally being insulted. Later on when we were talking about our husbands and kids, the man from Liverpool said, "Wait . . . you are all married. The poor bastards!" We just laughed some more. So apparently, the mode of transportation isn't really the issue. When a group of women get together, there is bound to be drama.
All of the girls in San Marco square.
The mural over one of the doors of St. Marks Cathedral.
The side view of Saint Marks Cathedral
As we were leaving San Marco square by water taxi, we saw this group of 4 gondolas being sung to by a man with an awesome baritone voice.
Venice is just like it looks in movies. It was so cool to see it first hand. It was also interesting to see how the water level is so high that most residents can't use the bottom level of their homes. Apparently, the island (that isn't even visible) is constantly sinking.
The canal alleys are beautiful.
All 6 of us - Joni, Valerie, Me, Traci, Pam and Julie.
I love this picture of Julie!
Zodiac clock in San Marco square.
Here's a picture of a gondola and boatman. The price for a gondola ride is controlled at 80 euros per boat.
This is was our first view of Venice from the bus station. We decided to take the bus because when we were in Milan we took a train, and the cashier told us the wrong gate. We ended up going the wrong way and had to pay to get on another train. We still had drama even with the bus. We got to the bus stop at 7:15pm to get on the last bus that leaves at 7:30 and noticed that the bus was full and there was a line a bus long. Another bus came just after 7:30 and the tension was pretty high when we got to the front of the line to get on the bus and it was already looking pretty full. A man from Liverpool came up behind me and was totally invading my space, so I said, "You need to back up." I just said what I was thinking and didn't realize those were fighting words. He was hoping to get to the other side of the bus to put his bag underneath and didn't realize that the bus was already full. Right then the bus driver said there was room for 6 more. There were 4 people in front of us, so our party of 6 had to wait for the next bus. When we got on the bus the man from Liverpool said something about me being a "violent woman." What?! It was funny at the time because we were just so glad to get on the bus that got there at 8pm, and we were tired and a little crazy. We were passing some candy around, and my friends offered some to the man from Liverpool. His wife said, "Don't take any; it might be poisoned." Valerie then said, "Don't worry. It's not from her (meaning me)." Again, everything was funny, even though I was totally being insulted. Later on when we were talking about our husbands and kids, the man from Liverpool said, "Wait . . . you are all married. The poor bastards!" We just laughed some more. So apparently, the mode of transportation isn't really the issue. When a group of women get together, there is bound to be drama.
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