I’m not so sure.
Well, here we are. The final day of our life here in Italy. We leave very early tomorrow morning for Los Angeles. The time here has gone by incredibly fast, but when I think back, we have done so many fun things! I have been looking through some photos today to make myself even sadder about leaving I suppose. Some photographic reflection:
Flora, Chase, Mark and I went on a lovely hike yesterday.
We climbed the highest peak around and could see Umbrian hilltowns in every direction. It was beautiful and a nice way to finish up our Umbrian hiking adventures. I cannot believe we are leaving tomorrow morning. Three months flew by.
Piazza San Marco is incredible. When it rains, the piazza floods, that is just the way it is. There is no real drainage system for flooding because there is just more water under everything. The bars and restaurants stay open and serve cappuccinos to customers inside who literally are standing in water up to their knees.
They set up these long flat boards across main parts of the piazza where the water is simply too high to wade through. I was told that a fun activity for the local Venetians is to watch tourists slip and fall off the edges. Somehow, I didn’t fall. Sorry about the blurry photo, there was so much water everywhere.
The day we spent in Venice was both soggy and spectacular. It rained most of the day and there was high water, really high water. There were too many beautiful buildings and canals surrounding us that the rain didn’t really get us down. Okay fine, I did get a little frustrated when my socks got wet, just because wet socks are the worst and everyone knows that.
Of course there are no cars allowed in Venice, many of the streets and alleyways are so narrow you have to walk single file. So everyone has a little boat outside of their house to get around in.
We could not believe the fireworks we were watching from our terrace. We are staying in a really small community on the outskirts of Venice and Padova so we certainly did not expect fireworks nearby. But there they were, in our backyard. We got a little excited.
Abano treated us to a private fireworks display and a party at the local restaurant organized by gangsters. The last day of ’09 was one devoted to walking. We strolled through the canals, botanical gardens, and university corridors of beautiful Padova. In Piazza Della Frutti, we encountered a string of specialty stores and produce stands similar to Pike’s Place Market. Some of the prettiest pasta these eyes have seen was on display there.