We went into Venice today via boat and it was pretty close, something like 20-30 minutes. It was beautiful to see all the buildings along the water on the ride there. Pictures don't do half of Europe any justice because you can't always soak in the beauty from everything, like the architecture, paintings, the surroundings and the atmosphere. Venice is one of those places.
We went on a guided tour and the lady was amazing. She actually pointed out that there's no Starbucks in Italy, because Italians actually love coffee. That's something I knew but I had no idea there was no Starbucks. She took us on a tour around the main points of Venice and showed us a fair amount through the narrow streets. We ended back where we started and some of us decided it was best to go out for lunch at 10.45am since we wouldn't have much of a chance later on.
A group of six of us went to a restaurant, I thought we were looking for a cafe of some sort. So I ordered a plate of pasta worth €11 and water €4.50, plus €2.50 charge and another 10% fee. I just put in €20 and somehow after everyone put their money in, we were short €20. No one was willing to put in so I just gave the money and walked out, pissed off that I paid more than double for something so simple. I decided that it's my holiday and if I'm not enjoying myself I can just walk off and find something to that will provide me with enjoyment. So I broke away from everyone and did my own thing.
I went to the Academia museum and realised I didn't actually need a ticket because as soon as you walk in you can just go up the stairs and no one is guarding it nor checking tickets. But I didn't know this so I walked in the hall and paid €11 for a shit exhibition I only looked at for about 30 minutes. I left and found free wifi which was awesome because it's hard to get any in Venice. I just walked around aimlessly and did my own thing through the streets and then went back to the group at St. Marks square.
We were sitting on the ground next to the side of the bell tower (it's currently undergoing repairs and has fencing around the side) and then we had two women come up to us and demand we move because we can't sit down. I said "oO the Venice sitting police" we just got up and went onto the glass blowing demonstration. After that we went to a lace demonstration. Both reminded me of half the crap that the nonnas have and even some stuff at home. In the lace shop the lady was saying we should start buying things for our glory boxes. I lost my shit, do did the Canadian boys. Then when they asked us how to prolong the life of the lace Brandan and I laughed and said plastic, which actually seemed to offend the lady. Awkward.
Later we went onto the gondola ride. What shit that was. Firstly Renata was pissed off she wasn't given the couples seat, which is fair enough, I'd be pissed off too. But that's to do with the people on the boat. Then the guy rowing wasn't even paying attention, he spun us around twice, rowed up to two other guys and they had a chat about dogs and how cold the girls are then after 15 minutes they went into a canal, turned and came out. No singing. Nothing. Utter crap for what we paid. That took up 32 minutes and was the exact same route I took web I walked around by myself. So it wasn't a fantastic day.
The ride back to the accommodation was a nightmare. We waited an hour for the boat so we missed about 2 because they were busy and the group got split up anyway. We had to push to get on the boat. Danny (our tour manager) was about to go in a stabbing rampage, it was ridiculous.
For the night party, it was beach theme. There was oily abs, sumo wrestling and wet tshirt competition. Oily abs was won by a fat Asian, which was sweet because that was a good laugh and meant that the tools didn't win. The sumo wrestling was good but mostly the girls did it. Then the wet tshirt. Holy crap. Okay I did not expect to see titties in the flesh. I think almost everyone was surprised. I ended the night with a few drinks. Renata ended it with a hell of a lot of free drinks because she spoke Polish to the Polish guy working the bar.
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