Ciao amici!
Well after 13 hours on the tiny bottom couchettes of our train we are here in Venezia! Unsuprisingly 1 hour into being here and we are lost, but we found an internet cafe, one where you have to give your passport to them to protect the public from Terrorism!!
Sam is rueing his height (very squashed bunny on train) and looking forward to a siesta when our appartment is ready soon. They took our passports on the train last night and only gave them back this morning. What is this with prooving your identity! Lucky we got ours back, or I may not have been home for Christmas.
We spent a whole morning looking for Jim Morrison's grave in the biggest cemetary ever.....did not find it but we did find Oscar Wilde's (covered in kisses). It was the size of a town and instead of headstones they had little houses with rusted doors and broken stained galss inside them. makes you wonder why people have the need to be commemorated in concrete when they die. We'd like our ashes put in a river.
Paris is grand but there is only so much of the metro system and traffic you can take. So yesterday we decided to go and sit in the park to escape the madness. Dreams of feet on grass, however they had employed 6 people full time to stop you sitting on the grass! At least they had some chairs to put your feet up on.
Look forward to sending some more pics when we remember to bring the camera cord.
love and gelatos.
Ps. Our guide book told us that the Pantheon in Paris was built to celebrate Louis the something's recovery from a bout of gout. Now that calls for celebration!
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