It was a good plan. Lora and I would meet in Paris and fly together to Venice. But the best laid plans, etc. etc. My flight was delayed just long enough for the long bus rides through the meandering, industrial drab Charles De Gaulle Airport and their need to send you through another security check the I missed my flight by 10 minutes. Poor Lora was searching the plane for me (we've never met before). I had to catch a flight 2 1/2 hours later. Luckily, we both managed to find our way from the airport to the water taxi, to St. Mark's Square, and to our hotel. I found Lora relaxing in our room wondering what had happened to me.
This is Lora's first trip to Venice (to Italy, for that matter), so we enjoyed walking through the winding streets, over the many bridges, looking for affordable dining options (15 euros for a slice of pizza!!), and window shopping -- so many shiny things to distract and tempt us!
We finally found our way to the Rialto Bridge and Market and some of the more affordable eating and drinking establishments. A 9 euro pizza or plate of pasta started looking pretty affordable. After we had our fill of window shopping and even making a few purchases, we sat at an alfresco cafe along the Grand Canal overlooking the Rialto Bridge and had a nice glass of wine. Ahhh, this is the life.
Then I managed to lose my international cell phone, although it was useless to begin with. After several attempts to call and report the missing phone, we felt the need to relieve the stress with a plate of pasta and another glass of chianti. With heavy eyelids, we crawled our way back to our hotel for a well deserved first night's sleep.
This is Lora's first trip to Venice (to Italy, for that matter), so we enjoyed walking through the winding streets, over the many bridges, looking for affordable dining options (15 euros for a slice of pizza!!), and window shopping -- so many shiny things to distract and tempt us!
We finally found our way to the Rialto Bridge and Market and some of the more affordable eating and drinking establishments. A 9 euro pizza or plate of pasta started looking pretty affordable. After we had our fill of window shopping and even making a few purchases, we sat at an alfresco cafe along the Grand Canal overlooking the Rialto Bridge and had a nice glass of wine. Ahhh, this is the life.
Then I managed to lose my international cell phone, although it was useless to begin with. After several attempts to call and report the missing phone, we felt the need to relieve the stress with a plate of pasta and another glass of chianti. With heavy eyelids, we crawled our way back to our hotel for a well deserved first night's sleep.
You just got mad and threw it in the canal. Meanwhile, Rose & Karen were so worried they each bought 8 place settings of "pottery". Talked to Rose today on the Verizon loaner - like she was here in town. Ciao
ReplyDeleteYikes!! Sounds like a crazy trip so far. I hope the Kili climb is a bit more on track!!
ReplyDeleteShare a Bellini at Harry's Bar where you'll probably find some Venetian calling Australia on your phone.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a nice excuse to disconnect from any responsibilities at home...with I had thought of that first!! Maybe it was all the Chianti absorbed with the $20.00+ piece of Italian pizza pie that fogged the Verizon location?
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