I confess that the only thing that makes me cantankerous about Venice is having to leave. Not that there aren’t some strange things going on here in Italy. The Italians have their own way or doing things- and it isn’t all bad. Just hard to get used to.
But once you do, you can never go back.
I apologize for being in such a mellow mood but it can’t last. Next stop is NYC.
Meanwhile to make up for Justin’s branfreeze look at some pictures. It’s all good.