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Thursday, June 16, 2011

Venice taxis

Obviously Venice taxis are Vaporetti. Water taxi, where all my breath vaporises. Leaves me with a fine sheen of sweat. And glassy eyed. I am a very sea sick Venice tourist. So Venice is also ticked off and seen there done that kinda thing.
Our hotel is in very serene surroundings. In an ex monastry, where the monks made wine. ( I tell u - I like this religion. It allows nudism, wine making monks and a sewing school run by nuns with the view of the grand canal.) after that it was taken over by a Coventry of nuns who ran a sewing school. It boasts of a garden which is the centre of tranquility specially after a rolling water ride. But we are in the peaceful side of Venice, and all the hubba hubba is on the opposite side. So we had to go. Else I would sit here sipping proseco, reading a book- to hell with the sights and scenes, basilicas and piazzas.
So after a " stomach in my mouth" kinda water rides, I have decided to let the inlaws, husband and children take off to Murano islands and shop for glass pieces. Me! I shall reap the benefits of the spa, sip some beer, take a walk and a nap, and soak in some of the wine,left in the air by these pure god fearing monks, in this heaven blessed by their former goodly presence.
Salute!

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