Esteban Guitar

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Venice *UPDATED*

Wine-glass musicians, amazing.


Construction in Venice, ignore my rambling.


Venice from the ferry
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My tourguides Kyle and Carolyn
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From the famous Rialto Bridge
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Piazza de San Marco
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Carneval masks
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From right to left: the Gugenheim (white building with the black statues), former US Embassy, Woody Allen's house
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Wishing I had an inner tube
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May 29
Got into Venice about 9am, checked our bags and followed Kyle and Carolyn round the city. His 4th time here so its luckz to have a guide ' stopped for cappucinos, I had 3 gelato, one with coffee grounds, hardcore. Went to the famous Rialto bridge, which was packed, then made it to Piazza de San Marco, saw the Basilica (the western counterpart to the Aya Sofia in Istanbul) ' Theres a million black pigeons and 1 albino that freak out if zou throw birdseed in the air, like Hitchcockäs classic. Spent the rest of 5 hors wandering around the maze of streets gawking at Murano glassworks, Carnveal masks, and Dali clocks. Spotted the Gugenheim, which is beside the former US Embassz and also Woody Allenäs house. There we went to the Church from Indiana Jonesä Last Crusade, which was filled with art (and modern pieces as well, one of which had the exact same photo I took of a bombed out Serbian building=. Stopped for cheap pizza, did u know Margherita pizza was invented for the Queen.

Then we made it back to Stazione Centrale with 10 minutes to spare and slept all the waz to Milan. There we split up and I decided on a hostel (the onlz one) far awaz from downtown. However I did not take the 2nd of the 2 trains so got lost and ended up taxiing. Got here in one piece although thez require (damnit these Swiss kezs switch z and y for some reason) a Hostel International card, which I lost of course. Anzwaz thats how I roll so it turned out fine, chillin ith some gross sandwiches in the rain which I made and a bottle of cheap Chianti (the first solo meal of the trip for me). Oh even met the first actuallz Kits girl (running joke with Trev and Manny right) who graduated last zear I think her name was Bree. Note to selfé = Ghetto cheese + ghetto bread + ghetto bread, multiplied bz walking in the streets for hours, = roughass sammiches. (shoulda learnt this in Amst)
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