Day three started in a little bit of chaos. Instead of having a nice sit down breakfast, Jennie and I were rushed out of the house. Lorenzo's sister (Davide's mother) was going to drive us to Vicenza where she worked for us to catch the train. Lorenzo's mom was so sweet! She packed breakfast proscuitto sandwiches for us. After getting to Vicenza (and yes, all Italians are crazy drivers), Jennie and I opted to walk to the train station. Little did we know, we walked the wrong way. Finally, we found the station but the next train to Venezia (Venice) was more than an hour away. We decided to walk towards a carnival. We had found a major shopping district and also a famous piazza.
Venezia was gorgeous as always. Jennie was blown away by St Mark's Square.
No matter where you looked was a Kodak moment.
Gondolas galore!
Skinny building.
Found a little reminder of home:
Towards the night, it started to rain. Jennie and I got a little wet. While waiting for the train, we sat at a small bar. Unfortunately, with an obnoxious English wedding party. Oh well. Upon return to Vicenza, Lorenzo was a little late and Jennie and I were getting freaked out by the strange company. But soon we were rescued.
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