Venice, Walk It Out

Let me just start by saying for those of you who have never been to Venice, it is a beautiful and romantic city. A place where you eat amazing authentic Italian dishes, drink the finest shardonay, and stare deeply into the eyes of the one across from you. Fortunatly or unfortuantly, depending on how you look at it, the eyes I was gaseing into were the blue and hazel ones of Garrett, Sean, and Alex, truley romantic.

Romance and holding hands aside, Venice really was an amazing city. One masive museum, equipt with narrow alleyways, historic buildings on ever corner, and of corse the endless maze of cannals. Upon our arrival we ventured into the city and quickly realized we had no idea where we were, if you know me well I can managed to get lost just about anywhere. Luckly for us you can not really be lost in Venice beacuse everywhere you go there is something special to see. After about an hour or two of wandering we began to get a bit tried, little did we know the next day and a half would consitist of just under a marathon on foot. Our walking continued and we decided to search out some important parts of the city.

Our new mission was to find St Marcos Square. We continued our unoffical walking tour, guided by street signs as old as the buildings they were attached to and soon stumbled into the middle of St Marcos Square. The area was full of tourest, vendors, and Garretts new found enemy, the local Venitian pigeon. This rare breed of bird not only eats food you throw at them, they flock to you like the bird lady from Home Alone 2.

As we all know Garrett has his moments, now picture him armed with two, half empty water bottles tempting these pigeons to try to enter his personal space. If they got close enough he would swing, holding back nothing, in the fight for his life. I am pretty sure the pigeons won the on going war, but if you ask Garrett he may tell a different story.

With the many tourists surrounding St Marcos one group inparticular was a highschool chior. The group was dressed in tradition chior ropes and gave an amazing rendition of Pavarotti's most famous song, Time to Say Goodbye. The chior sang as the sun was setting, and we gazed up at The Palazzo Ducale, it was everthing you would want from Venice.