The train station in Venice is frustrating--under construction and the self-serve kiosks offer minimal routes. So, I wait in line and make my way to purchase my Florence ticket, which turned out to be more expensive than expected. It's becoming a quick realization that daily expenditures are more than planned. However, i feel like as I move through this journey, I will consistently learn tricks to cut my costs.
Regarding Venice, I don't think I could have spent too much more time there. The throngs of tourists are exhausting, and sadly, the most annoying are my American counterparts. God, they say some of the dumbest shit. Most annoying tourist would initially seem to be of the Asian variety, as their groups swell to over 50 and march in quick unison. However, they are very quiet and unusually conscious of their presence.
With respect to the city's ambience, there are just too many photo opportunities, and it's a real shame that most tourist groups get shuffled to the most saturatedlocations. Sure, St. Mark's, the Bridge of Sighs, and the Rialto are great spots, but I found the charm of the city to be in the narrow alleys and surprising squares.
I walked around, grabbed a glass of prosecco and some Italian version of tapas called "cicchetti", and moved on to the next place.
Definitely an amazing city, and if you can somehow find your own little space, you can have your own little experience too.
I arrive in Florence in the afternoon and may have time for a post later. As a historian, some of the sights in this next city are really gonna scratch me where I itch.
LISTENING: This one has not left the mind today
THINKING: If it wasn't for weird people, what else would we talk about?
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